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Put-put-put your hands together |
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For the silver bullet make me |
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Put-put-put your heads together |
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For the cause and cure we're waiting |
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Digging through and past the center |
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Of the earth go straight |
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Play the scientist and vandal |
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Sweating either way |
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Put-put-put your hands together |
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For the silver bullet make me |
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Put the voice of the idol maker |
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Rising definite and shaking |
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Pick your gift for accident for |
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Wrapped it in skintight |
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Pull the strings that make this thing |
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You pushed with all your might |
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Crude plays they used to stage (oh my) |
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You've saved the best for later (oh my) |
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Crude plays, and yet they made you mine (Mine) |
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(You're mine, mine |
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All mine, mine, all mine) |
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Put-put-put your hands together |
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For the silver bullet make me |
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Put-put-put your hands together |
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For the future perfect waiting |
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You can only cover so much territory of course |
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Belting carols at the sun about the things you've lost |
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Put-put-put your hands together |
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For the cause and cure is calling |
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Put-put-put your hands together |
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For the silver bullet falling |
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Digging through and past the center |
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Of the earth go straight |
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Play the scientist and vandal |
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Sweating either way |
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Crude plays they used to stage (oh my) |
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You've saved the best for later (oh my) |
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Crude plays, and yet they made you mine (mine) |
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(You're mine, mine |
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All mine, mine, all mine) |
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Crude plays they used to stage (oh my) |
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You've saved the best for later (oh my) |
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Crude plays, and yet they made you mine (mine) |
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(You're mine, mine |
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All mine, mine, all mine) |
