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One, two, three, four |
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I declare a thumb war |
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On you! |
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"Shut it!" he screams at the top of his lungs |
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To the stupid car across the street |
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And he stops, that's a sure way of voicing your defeat |
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And I guess in his eyes I'm oblivious to what goes on |
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But that's fine because J-bone can just fill me in later |
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(????????) |
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This late in the season, this late in the season |
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It's automatic |
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Oh yeah, he's very systematic |
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Oh but J-bone is never democratic |
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He wouldn't stop loving me |
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For all the tea in China |
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And he wouldn't stop loving me |
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For all the tea in China |
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And that there my friend that you see |
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Is a crawling Jemima |
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And he wouldn't stop loving me |
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For all the tea in China |
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What it is that I know |
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Is J-bone's not like the other little boys |
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and I guess I can't expect him to see things always in my way |
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And he's like in my mind a bridge I can walk on |
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So I'm cool with the things that happen |
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two below on the ground stupid girls just look at the pieces now |
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(??????) |
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I'm drifting to sleep, I'm drifting to sleep as J-Bone speaks to me |
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And he wouldn't stop loving me |
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For all the tea in China |
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And he wouldn't stop loving me |
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For all the tea in China |
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And that there my friend that you see |
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Is a crawling Jemima |
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And he wouldn't stop loving me |
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For all the tea in China |
