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Baby ballerina's hiding somewhere in the corner, |
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where the shadow wraps around her |
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and our torches cannot find her, |
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she will stay there 'til the morning, |
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crawl behind us as we are yawning, |
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and she will leave our game to never be the same. |
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So Grow Tall Sugar Cane. |
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Missy Higgins |
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Eat the Soil, Drink the Rain. |
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But know that they'll chase you if you play their little game. |
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So run, run fast Sugar Cane. |
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You see my peep show booth is handy. |
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There's a one way only mirror, |
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so I can dance here with my hair down, |
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but i don't see when you get bitter. |
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and there's a garden right beside me |
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but haven't the one oh wanna hide me |
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if only the ballerina had one too. |
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So Grow Tall Sugar Cane. |
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Eat the Soil, Drink the Rain. |
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But know that they'll chase you if you play their little game. |
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So run, run fast Sugar Cane. |
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And she said always, be afraid. |
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Yeah you should always, be afraid. |
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To Grow Tall Sugar Cane. |
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Eat the Soil, Drink the Rain. |
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But know that they'll chase you if you play their little game. |
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So run, run fast Sugar Cane. |
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you'd better run, run fast Sugar Cane. |
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you'd better run, run fast Sugar Cane. |
