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[Verse 1] |
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Under the hammer |
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A celebration of childhood |
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An impeding stammer |
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Words alone matter |
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When visual sense fails |
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Estimates broken |
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[Chorus] |
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Shooting through the shooting forests |
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On the move and in the hunt |
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Free to catch fresh scents |
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The dog flanks |
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Mend your ways but split your ends |
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[Verse 2] |
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Tiny terror |
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Orange fly weight |
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Box above don't hit below |
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Speeding through the ever |
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Changing seasons |
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Come, and people go |
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[Chorus] |
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[Instrumental] |
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[Verse 3] |
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A trawler captain |
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Scoops the loot |
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As prices shoot |
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Purple panther |
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Pulls the shades |
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And draws my fire |
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[Chorus] |
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[Outro] |
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Mend your ways but split your |
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Mend your ways but split your |
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Mend your ways but split your |
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Mend your ways but split your |
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Mend your ways but split your |
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Mend your ways but split your |
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Mend your ways but split your |
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Mend your ways but split your |
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Ends |