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It's OK, bewilder me, be wily, |
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Be good to me, be bad to me, beguile me, |
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Be sunny to me, or be dull and sullen and rainy, |
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Maybe be the ruin of me, be true to me, betray me, |
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Just roll me, tumble me, |
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Pop my bubble baby humble me. |
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You can barge in any time and bug me, |
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You can pity me, don't pity me, be pretty be ugly, |
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Be frigid to me, or be wild and fiery, |
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Heck, jump down turn around and wildly defile me, |
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Just roll me, tumble me, |
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Pop my bubble baby humble me. |
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Go ahead and batter me with bitchery, or be buttery be savory, |
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When I'm broke hey it's OK, pay for me don't pay for me. |
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Alright then, screw me, be gloomy. |
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Go ahead and look at me crookedly till you see right through me, |
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Just roll me, tumble me, |
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Pop my bubble and baby humble me. |
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You can say no to me totally, be a mess or be orderly, |
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No sir, yes sir, be less or be more to me, |
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Whatever, be filthy be flowery, |
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You can needle me, be sweet or be lowery, devour me, |
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Just roll me tumble me, |
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Pop my bubble baby humble me. |
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You can martyr me, you can break my heart or be solace, |
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Go ahead and shatter me, be bad or be flawless, |
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You can make me high and fiery, make me sigh and tire me, |
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You can even evilly eye me till I die entirely, |
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Just roll me tumble me, |
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Pop my bubble baby humble me. |