| I see this woman everyday
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| Dancin' on the corner at the Gas & Pay
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| Whirlin' and a-twirlin' in the bright sunshine
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| With her earbuds on and a cardboard sign
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| They say that she once was a workin' girl
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| It’s a wigged out, weired out, wild and a wacky world
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| Get ready for confetti, hey hey hey
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| Get ready for confetti, hey hey hey
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| Get ready for confetti everyday
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| (Hey hey hey) everyday
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| I knew this psychic many years ago
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| He’d been abducted by a UFO
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| They took him to another galaxy
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| He read their fortunes and they set him free
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| He once was very famous scientist
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| Said livin' in the future is to hard to resist
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| (Guitar)
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| I play the ponies and I look for clues
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| Hit the highway and I pay my dues
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| I mind my business as I walk the line
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| With my earbuds on and my cardboard sign
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| And when they say to go, I’ll go
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| You never know what you don’t know
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| Get ready for confetti, hey hey hey
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| Get ready for confetti, hey hey hey
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| Get ready for confetti
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| Get ready for confetti, hey hey hey
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| Get ready for confetti, hey hey hey
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| Get ready for confetti everyday
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| Get ready for confetti, hey hey
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| Get ready for confetti, hey hey
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| Get ready for confetti everyday
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| Everyday
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| Everydaaaaaay |