| If the satcheting of gentlemen
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| Gives you grievance now and then
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| What’s needed are some memories of planing lakes
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| Those planing lakes will surely calm you down
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| Nothing frightens me more
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| Than religion at my door
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| I never answer panick knocking
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| Falling down the stairs upon the law
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| What law?
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| There’s a law for everything
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| And for Elephants that sing to keep
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| The cows that agriculture won’t allow
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| Hanky Panky nohow
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| Hanky Panky nohow
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| Hanky Panky nohow ohhhhhhh
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| There’s a law for everything
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| And for Elephants that sing to keep
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| The cows that agriculture won’t allow
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| Hanky Panky nohow
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| Hanky Panky nohow
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| Hanky Panky nohow ohhhhhhh |