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Rest, my son. |
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All the big stars sing about love, |
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which kind of love. |
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Cut the crap, |
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who's got the hart on the run. |
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It's time to rest, my son. |
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There will be a day when, |
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"Hey Babe, let's make babies," |
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is finally said. |
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And walls will weep and |
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the ground will shake. |
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We'll take place in the race. |
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There will be a day when |
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I love my lover. |
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(Peep kind of love) |
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1) Get down + lay on Jersey land |
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2) Breathe deep and shakin' out the nerves |
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3)Close eyes and dream a little dream |
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4) Carafe of wine with the wife. |
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Results are finally in and |
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boy are the teachers proud. |
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You passed the test! |
