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Hi |
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Hello |
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get out the abacus and count this |
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a funny story with a dark twist |
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the target's so big that you can't miss me |
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you're cumpulsive |
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and every page I turn I want more |
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I never know the next thing in store |
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cus you excite me like a locked door does |
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like a limpet |
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I wanna take your voice and drink it |
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there doesn't seem to be a limit |
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to all the things that I could do |
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I know how I want it to go |
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I know how I want it to be |
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don't make me think before i speak |
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or make me hold my horses |
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Hold tight |
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we saddled up if you can ride right |
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if you just think it then you'll be fine |
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fingers crossed that its the right time this time |
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your a fat swamp |
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we can visit for a fun romp |
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I really want to do the high jump |
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taking a risk with do us all some good |
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I know how I want it to go |
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i know how I want it to be |
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dont make me think before i speak |
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or make me hold my horses |
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I've got my eye on the prize (look at their eyes) |
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my beady eyes are alive (are alive) |
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although i dont know what comes next |
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I will not hold my horses |
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Hello |
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get out the abacus and count me |
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a funny feeling say I won't leave |
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the target's so big that you can't miss me |
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I know how i want it to go (I want it to go) |
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I know how i want it to be (I want it too) |
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don't make me think before I speak |
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or make me hold my horses |
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Ive got my eye on the prize (look at their eyes) |
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my beady eyes are alive (are alive) |
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and though i dont know what comes next |
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i will not hold my horses |
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I know what you thinking |
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I know how you see me |
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although it hurts |
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you're probably right |