| Hanging on the wall in pink pyjamas
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| Banging on the can with concrete gloves
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| Dancing in your bath in a suit of armor
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| Pelting on the pink notes from above
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| You can’t find me. |
| You can’t find me. |
| You can’t find me
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| Peek A Boo!
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| You can’t find me. |
| You can’t find me. |
| You can’t find me
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| Peek A Boo!
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| Plucking on your nerves with cat-gut pliers
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| Picking on the hamstring one two three
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| Push-pull the pan into the fire
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| Make a little guess, «Yes, yes» says me!
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| You can’t find me. |
| You can’t find me. |
| You can’t find me
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| Peek A Boo!
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| You can’t find me. |
| You can’t find me. |
| You can’t find me
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| Peek A Boo!
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| Heading for the hills down deep the bunker
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| Got a little something in my shoes
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| Guaranteed the grin will steal your thunder
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| Look the other way now I’ll shout BOO!
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| Peek a Boo!
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| Peek a Boo!
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| Peek a Boo…
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| Peek a Boo…
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| Peek a Boo…
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| Peek a Boo… |