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Worms don't dance |
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They haven't got the balls |
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No matter how do you do it |
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It's just you do it, that's all |
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You got what it takes |
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To knock at my door |
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You wanna get all excited |
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Never been here before |
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And now I'm your apple-eatin' heathen |
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The original sin |
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You ain't got my faith |
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So best keep your belief |
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I have waited forever to love someone |
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I swear I heard you thank your |
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GodThat time for having me come along |
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Chickens don't fly |
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But they have got the wings |
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No matter how hard they try |
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They bump into things |
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They're all running around |
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With their heads on the ground |
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They got a wish bone |
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Where their back bone should have grown |
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Now I'm your apple-eatin' heathen |
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Any old rib-stealin' |
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EveAnd you ain't got my faith |
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So best keep your belief |
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I have waited forever to love someone |
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I swear I heard you thank your |
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GodThat time for having me come along |
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Another intimacy |
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Reduced to cruelty |
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And I had you believe |
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That this was meant to be |
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And I'm low for the magic |
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But you got away with it |
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That's all |
