| She walks my way to feed
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| And I grunt my teeth
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| It’s more like hundred milo
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| And I know more me
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| But you can make my teeth growl
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| You can make my underwell
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| It’s a big, dark world now
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| It’s a big, dark Hell
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| Los sitar, watch out for your tails
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| Like, of course, a timely man
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| Like a hog dance
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| Like a pig dare
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| Mind warp deceptor wan
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| Wait a minute, I caught defouled
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| And I felt it groan
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| She meant to hold the bar down
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| And she cleaned my nose
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| I look so peaceful
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| And I look so underwell
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| I ain’t got no mouthful
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| I ain’t got no tail
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| You look like such a worldly man
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| Like a sinner tossed on the wind
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| Like a hotel
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| Like a piston
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| Like a well, old man, a wan
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| Rock sides supports them, would you wail
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| Like a tosser, timely man
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| Like a hard descend
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| Like a cyst stone
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| Like a well worn dance, stone why |