| This world is a wrap-around skirt
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| This world is a wrap-around skirt
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| And i’m gonna throw it off
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| I’m gonna throw it off
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| I’m rising up rising up
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| Maybe i worry cause i know how things work
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| I know how things can work out
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| Maybe they don’t
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| Maybe that’s how
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| This world is a fickle young girl
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| This world is a fickle young girl
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| It’s high time we married her off
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| How about to gassy old jupiter
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| Maybe i worry cause i know how things work
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| I know how things can work out
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| Maybe they don’t
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| Maybe that’s how
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| Someone draw me a map so i can get back
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| To the edge of the world
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| And make my place in negative space
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| Among my kin
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| That’s the only way to begin |