| I’m begging you,
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| I’m begging you.
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| The fly on the coachwheel told me that he got it and he knew what to do with it,
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| Everybody saw it, saw the dust that he made
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| King bee in a frenzy, ready to blow, got the horn good to go wait
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| Oh, his sting’s all gone, now he’s begging you, begging you
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| Here is a warning, the sky will divide
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| Since I took off the lid, there’s nowhere to hide
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| Now I’m begging you, I’m begging you
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| This is a mystery not to be solved
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| But be minded, like minded, I’m gone
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| Still I’m with you, I’m begging you, I’m begging you
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| Give it over, give it over
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| Give it over, give it begging you
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| Give it over, give it over
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| Give it over, yeah I’m begging you, I’m begging you
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| Weigh it and say it, is it all in a name
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| Does it call you or maul you and drive you insane
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| Can it make you remember, time is in place
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| Now I’m begging you, I’m begging you
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| The fly on the coachwheel told me that he got it and he knew what to do with it Everybody saw it, saw the dust that he made
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| Make all the dust that you can, make all the dust that you can
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| King bee in a frenzy ready to blow |