| We come from a long line of lenders
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| Who get rich just exploiting you spenders
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| But now we just manage our blenders
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| Up, up, up on the hill
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| It helps to be charming and funny
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| Have cute names like binky and bunny
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| But the main things still oodles of money
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| Up, up, up on the hill
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| Up on the hill we are the big cheeses
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| Up on the hill we own the cool breezes
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| Top of the heap is where we know we belong
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| Up on the hill above the confusion
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| Up on the hill we live our illusions
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| Up, up, up on the hill
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| Marmalade mansions beneath cloudless skies
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| Breathtaking vistas that baffle your eyes
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| Were passing our days in a rare atmosphere
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| Sun, sea, and stars, and warm breezes all year
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| Our blood is decidedly blue-ish
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| Were leery of anything newish
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| And or course, darling, nobodys jewish
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| Up, up, up on the hill
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| Up on the hill we are the big cheeses
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| Up on the hill we own the cool breezes
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| The top of the heap is where we know we belong
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| Up on the hill above the confusion
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| Up on the hill we live our illusions
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| Up, up, up on the hill
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| Up, up, up on the hill
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| Way up, up, up on the hill |