| Love that’s stronger than dirt
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| Stand up straight and tall and shout about it
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| Shelf life nipped in the bud
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| Don’t look now but now you’re sitting
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| In a back seat riddled with doubt
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| Have no fear, the fun is just beginning
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| Must get better than this
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| You say «no"and i feel pulverized
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| Is it carved in bone or set in stone
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| Regardless, i’ve been wondering
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| If the ever after thing is true
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| Rockefeller said the word,
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| Flipped the bird and came out thundering
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| But rockefeller never dealt with you
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| Think it’s better to nod
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| Choking on a breathing apparatus
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| Hope gets lost in the mud
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| Your heel print filling up with dirty water
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| Sun comes out
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| Burning our protective outer layers
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| Do you love me or not
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| You say «sure"and i feel pulverized
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| Is it carved in bone or set in stone
|
| Regardless, i’ve been wondering
|
| If the ever after thing is true
|
| Rockefeller said the word,
|
| Flipped the bird and came out thundering
|
| But rockefeller never dealt with you
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| Love that’s stronger than dirt
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| Stand up straight and tall and shout about it
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| Do you love me or not
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| You say «sure"and i feel pulverized |