| Count
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| Yeah, I count in fives
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| I do it every-time
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| And if another number confronts me
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| I will cut you in half
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| Irrespective of the subject I will make it apply
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| No matter what the object I will count in fives
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| Tell me the location I will stand outside
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| Oh yeah
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| If you give me too many
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| I will multiply
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| Force too many into my hand
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| And I will not comprehend
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| Oh yeah
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| Another number confronts me
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| And I force it to divide
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| The first time with someone holding my hand
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| The second, me holding it out
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| Oh yeah
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| If you try to deceive me
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| I feel it burn in my hand
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| Now watch the numbers run to me
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| As I count them in fives |