| Cross sea harping on the paragon
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| Screams daliance
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| Chrome skies, she’ll only pulverize
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| Your poor collar. |
| Suh!
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| Wooh-hoo, you’re an audiophile
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| Wooh-hoo, you can change on dime, yeah
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| Float around solo
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| Crawled ashore to check you out
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| Soon we’ll have our own little monkey, yeah
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| Who’ll follow you anywhere
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| Wooh-hoo, you’re so versatile
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| Wooh-hoo, you’re gonna thrive in dry times, yeah
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| Blind dog tired, you have to shut your eyes
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| Sleep ambulance
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| Chrome skies, don’t have to wonder why
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| You’re so tired. |
| Suh!
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| Wooh-hoo, you’re my tax return
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| Wooh-hoo, you’re my 1099a, yeah/
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| Free-form green horn
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| Born and raised to figure eight
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| Back and forth across the country, yeah
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| I’ll follow you anywhere
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| Is it out there? |
| Has it blended in?
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| Wooh-hoo, you’re an audiophile
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| Wooh-hoo, you can change on a dime, yeah |