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My girl wears a flower in her hair |
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Her cookies make the crule world disappear |
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The way she moves gives me this cicadelic illusion |
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She's hot hot hot butterfly |
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You gotta move baby |
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You gotta move to the groove now |
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You gotta move baby |
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You gotta move to the groove now |
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Mother nature |
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Takes care of her child |
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We're the children o freedom |
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You can join us anytime |
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Take my hand baby |
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And let your mind run wild |
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She's hot hot hot butterfly |
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You gotta move baby |
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You gotta move to the groove now |
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You gotta move baby |
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You gotta move to the groove now |
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I was walkin |
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On my bended knees |
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I was drunk |
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And seein' things |
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Like the warmth comes |
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With the rising sun |
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She brought me |
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The avalanche of love |
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She's hot hot hot baby |
