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Fine fine strychnine free the mind cure the blind |
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Ho ho recline to the country a-goldmines |
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I got it comin' out-a my ears |
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Fine fine take your time stay put in the alpines |
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Ho ho cocteau you get mixin' the moonshine |
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He'll teach you how to walk through mirrors |
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My my my you're petrified |
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My my my you're sick inside |
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My my my you're stupefied |
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And i know what it's like |
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Touche broadway's no place for a padre |
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No way jose ya hike back to the country |
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Those brooks are tremblin' there for you |
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Nix nix on the card tricks carve your name in the candle stick |
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Make haste double click they may call you a lunatic |
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Oh man but they haven't got a clue |
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My my my you're glorified |
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My my my you're sick inside |
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My my my you're certified |
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And i |
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My my my you're sanctified |
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My my my you're squinty eyed |
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My my my my tongue is tied |
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But i know what it's like |
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Delta high tide pack your bags and take a bride |
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Brush fires mud slides plug your ears and overt your eyes |
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Be still and it'll pass by you |
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My my my you're mortified |
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My my my you're chicken fried |
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My my my it's a nationwide |
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Tonight |
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My my my you're spirit guide |
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Has up and fled and stole your ride |
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My my my you're stupefied |
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But i know what it's like |
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Fine fine fine fine |
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Fine fine fine fine |
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Fine fine fine fine |
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Fine fine fine fine |
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Fine fine fine fine |
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Fine fine fine fine |
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Ooh ooh ooh |
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La la la |
