| Strange places you’ve never been before
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| No smiling faces to help along the way
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| Your mind seems to be an open door
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| What’s it for, whoa-oh…
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| Try to find a way to clean up your mind
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| Your lovely mother can’t always dig a change
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| Over how your whole lifestyle has been so rearranged
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| Round and round the changes you go through
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| It’s what you wanna do, whoa-oh…
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| Wanna do
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| It’s what you wanna do
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| What you wanna do, whoa-oh…
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| What you wanna do
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| No, no, no, no, no
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| You should be cool
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| When you’re foolin' with that stuff
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| Strange chances are poppin' in the air
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| Them Rhyme Tyme People, you can always find them there
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| Your mind is all about a doubt
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| You just can’t work it out, whoa-oh…
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| Just can’t work it out
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| Just can’t work it out, whoa-oh…
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| Just can’t work it out, whoa-oh…
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| Strange chances are poppin' in the air
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| Strange places you’ve never been before
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| Rhyme Tyme People
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| Rhyme Tyme People
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Ooh-woo-woo-woo
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| What you wanna do
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| What you wanna do
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| You should be cool, cool, cool
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| When you’re foolin' with that stuff |