| Oh that’s so co-oo-oo-oo-ol
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| So co-oo-oo-oo-ol
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| My computer can’t handle the rendering
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| Oh that’s so co-oo-oo-oo-ol
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| So co-oo-oo-oo-ol
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| Oh it’s so pretty (So pretty)
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| There are billions and billions of stars (Oh look)
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| There are billions and billions of galaxies (Alright!)
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| There’s nothing I like more than space
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| So let’s blow something up here (something up here)
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| (let's blow something up here)
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| If there was a program for volunteers to go into space
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| With like a hundred percent chance of dying from death by space
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| I would be first in line
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| If they needed brave volunteers
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| Or stupid volunteers
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| I would be there so fast
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| Oh that’s so co-oo-oo-oo-ol
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| So co-oo-oo-oo-ol
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| My computer can’t handle the rendering
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| Oh that’s so co-oo-oo-oo-ol
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| So co-oo-oo-oo-ol
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| Oh it’s so pretty (So pretty)
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| There are billions and billions of stars (Oh look)
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| There are billions and billions of galaxies (Alright!)
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| There’s nothing I like more than space
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| So let’s blow something up here (something up here)
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| (let's blow something up here)
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Every tiny speck is probably a star
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| It’s so big
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| Every speck
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| So big
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| I would love every struggle
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| The terrible experience that it may or may not be
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| With certain death on the horizon
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| Just for a chance to go to space
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| Oh that’s so co-oo-oo-oo-ol
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| So co-oo-oo-oo-ol
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| My computer can’t handle the rendering
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| Oh that’s so co-oo-oo-oo-ol
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| So co-oo-oo-oo-ol
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| Oh it’s so pretty (So pretty)
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| There are billions and billions of stars (Oh look)
|
| There are billions and billions of galaxies (Alright!)
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| There’s nothing I like more than space
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| So let’s blow something up here (something up here)
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| (let's blow something up here)
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Oh that’s so co-oo-oo-oo-ol |