| Come sugarplum where we are bolters brass
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| Cartwheel to our kingdom through the looking glass
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| Drink until you’re drunk and in an ultraviolet flash
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| You’ll be catapulted to us, now what you think of that?
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| For tomorrow we will rush and crush on the underground
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| And sure enough the wheels on that bus will go round and round and round
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| I want you as you are
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| I want you as you are
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| I want you as you are
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| I want you as you are
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| So come sugarplum, what you got to lose?
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| Masturbate in virtuoso so evacuate the venue
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| Come sugarplum the carnival is calling you
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| Blow a bubble in your gum and float over the ocean blue
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| I should’ve said it when I had credit
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| I should’ve just let it all out (come on, let it all out)
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| We could be painting this town red
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| Instead of dwelling in these dungeons of doubt
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| I want you as you are
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| I want you as you are
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| I want you as you are
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| I want you as you are
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| For tomorrow we will rush and crush on the underground
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| And sure enough the wheels on that bus will go round and round and round
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| I want you as you are
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| I want you as you are
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| I want you as you are
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| I want you as you are
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| I want you as you are
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| I want you as you are
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| I want you as you are
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| I want you as you are
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| Round round, baby, round round
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| Round round, baby, round round
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| Round round, baby, round round
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| Round round, baby, round round |