| You swaggered like an otter
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| As you walked across the room
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| I offered some resistance
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| It crumbled pretty soon
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| When you waved your otter flippers
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| And swam into my lair
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| With paws instead of fingers
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| And water in your hair
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| You’re industrious
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| You’re illustrious
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| Swallow then devil may care
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| You’re a foxy little otter
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| But you didn’t get to me
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| Until you spread the water
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| Like a carpet at my feet
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| And dust is all that matters
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| Dust is all we need
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| And fur is made of atoms
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| Scattering like seed
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| You’re industrious
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| You’re illustrious
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| A woman’s work is never done
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| You foxy little otter
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| You didn’t get to me
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| Until you spread the water
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| Like a carpet at my feet
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| And dust is all that matters
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| Dust is all we need
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| And fur is made of atoms
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| They’re scattering like seed
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| And stars are just beginning
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| Spilling like the sun
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| They say an otter’s work is never done
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| I love you like the lumber
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| Lumber on the dam
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| I really hope you love me
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| Love me as I am
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| And stars are aspirations
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| Fur is all we scent
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| Love is just fixation
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| And dust waits at the end
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| You’re industrious
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| You’re illustrious
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| Swallow then devil may care |