| Sally Monelli met Milli Vanilli
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| They all got real sick and ran for hillbillies
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| And Beverly Clearly told me a story
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| Now I honk for Beezus in all of her glory
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| Jesus he came and turned water to wine
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| I turned it back and now everything’s fine
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| Except for the fact that I lost my friend
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| But the ends justify the means in the end
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| And I am fine, I’m fine, I’m fine
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| I am fine, I’m fine, I’m fine
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| Double entendres get lost in the tundra
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| Sometimes I’m lion-o, sometimes I’m mumra
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| Sometimes it’s clear and sometimes I don’t understand
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| And I get all wrapped up in the obsessive genes (jeans)
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| My hand me down mother burst at the seams
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| And it’s no wonder that year after year
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| Little fred savagely drove me to tears
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| And I am fine, I’m fine, I’m fine
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| I am fine, I’m fine, I’m fine
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| Milli Vanilli met Liza Minelli
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| They got really giddy acted all silly
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| Sang me a song I didn’t understand
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| And I started to fly in slow motion
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| Flew to the bottom unplugged the ocean
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| Embossed and frosted and toasted and tanned
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| With your cock on my sleeve, my heart in your hand
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| And I am fine, I’m fine, I’m fine
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| I am fine, I’m fine, I’m fine
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| Sally Monelli and Milli Vanilli
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| And Liza Minelli, Slaviter Maleeni
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| Alyssa Milano, Vanessa Minnillo
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| All live together under my pillow
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| And I am fine, I’m fine, I’m fine
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| I am fine, I’m fine this time around |