| Serenade your wild side
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| Your chaos is a love style
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| Dancing when you recall
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| Happy now’s the sheep out
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| Whoa-ah-aow can’t feel my heartbeat beating
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| Down in the middle
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| Somehow we become what we despise
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| (round and around and around we’re going)
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| Feeling the bitter taste of life
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| (Round and around on a little white pony)
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| Crank it like a front light
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| While driving over barbed wire
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| It used to be so easy
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| Now babe that is a misery
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| Whoa-ah-aow can’t feel my heartbeat beating
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| Down in the middle
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| Somehow we become what we despise
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| (round and around and around we’re going)
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| Feeling the bitter taste of life
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| (Round and around on a little white pony)
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| I, can’t feel my inside
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| Why, can’t I feel alive
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| Anymore
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| Somehow we become what we despise
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| (round and around and around we’re going)
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| Somehow we become what we despise
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| (round and around and around we’re going)
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| Feeling the bitter taste of life
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| (Round and around on a little white pony)
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| Somehow we become what we despise
|
| (round and around and around we’re going)
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| Feeling the bitter taste of life
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| (Round and around on a little white pony)
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| Round and around and around we’re going
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| Round and around on a little white pony
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| Round and around and around we’re going
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| Round and around on a little white pony |