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Bear gone fishin', mermaids missin' |
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Got to get to the bottom of this |
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Kissin' the wound from the captain's harpoon |
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Unexpected moment of bliss |
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Loss is closer, tip of exposure |
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It's sunny at the edge of the sea |
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Baby knows what she really wants |
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She get the most of make believe |
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Spy vs. Spy, baby's a freak show |
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Line forms just to the right of your keyhole |
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Follow and cruisin', ain't it amusin' |
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Hair hardly moves in the breeze |
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Baby gets restless, breaks out of fortress |
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Soon there'll be somethin' to see |
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Forces close her, glimpse of exposure |
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It's sunny at the edge of the sea |
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Baby knows what she really wants |
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She makes the most of make believe |
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Spy vs. Spy, baby's a freak show |
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Lines form just to the right of your keyhole |
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Eyes from the paintings seem to follow |
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Mirrors cap both ends of your telescope. |
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Ah, shucks |
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Sweet |
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Petite |
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Spy vs. Spy |
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Spy vs. Spy, baby's a freak show |
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Lines form just to the right of your keyhole |
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Eyes from the paintings seem to follow |
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Mirrors cap both ends of your telescope. |
