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Half my summary, half my sense |
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Took a whole lot of money aid, said it was defense |
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A man with the grin, smiled at me |
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A tip of his hat, threatened to let go of me |
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He made it all go down, took off my coat |
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But I bid him, for good |
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It was here I'd lock the load |
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Denied for all his own |
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Little baby, |
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Rattle sharp candy |
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And I wanna stick around |
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What the world needs now, |
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Wings and the know-how |
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Greet him with a grin |
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This little fatherless, sings in a modernly |
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Until you're old |
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With a synonym we let it all begin again |
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Far away |