| Wheels, train stations, tokens,
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| Comfortable wagons.
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| They call me, I'm leaving forever,
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| Love has passed and the night is near.
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| That night the fireflies shook the tips
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| The bells were playing
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| I heard how this music flew
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| For the clouds, for the clouds.
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| Chorus:
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| I-ha-ha, but you're a fool
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| It's not really like that,
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| Better sit down at the drum
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| And knock like you're drunk
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| Be a man and come back
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| Apologize to Light.
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| I-ha-ha, but you're a fool
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| It's not really like that,
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| For the drum...
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| ha-ha-ha-ha, na-na-na-na,
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| I don't need your Sveta anymore.
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| I saw a Chinese boy yesterday
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| With a larva and a bunny.
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| How the animals whispered to me how to live,
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| Whom to dream about, whom to love.
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| In the morning the fireflies closed their tips,
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| They sniffed the bottles.
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| And our music flew again
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| For the clouds, for the clouds.
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| Chorus:
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| I-ha-ha, but you're a fool
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| It's not really like that,
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| "Better sit down at the drum" -
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| The forest boar screamed.
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| Be a man and come back
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| Apologize to Olga.
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| I-ha-ha, but you're a fool
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| It's actually not like that. |