| And the weird city girl says «love me, love me
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| Love me, love me, love me, love me»
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| And the lawnmower girl says «breathe me, breathe me
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| Breathe me, breathe me, be me, be me»
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| There’s a fizzy little girl gettin' nearer, nearer
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| Nearer, nearer, nearer, nearer
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| And a horse-headed girl says «join me, join me
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| Join me, join me, join me, join me»
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| I’ll eat the flowers that you’re blowin' in my direction
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| I have to say that you’re blurring my day
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| I like the flowers that you’re blowin' in my direction
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| I have to say that you’re blurring my day |