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One, two, a one, two, three, four |
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Well, now the underground and overjoyed they come on just the same |
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Don't wanna get too real man, just wanna play the game |
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I guess ya knew it all along we were just singing in the rain |
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Can't get hipped to the down trip, the ship is sailing yet |
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And if it sinks, you know that all you really get is wet |
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Move over |
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Ms. LYou know |
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I wish you well |
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Move over |
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Ms. LYou know |
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I wish you well |
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Move over |
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Ms. LWell, now to err is something human and forgiving so divine |
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I'll forgive your trespasses, if you forgive me mine |
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Life's a deal, you knew it, when you signed the dotted line |
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They nail you to the paper, put a rope around your neck |
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And so we sing along, the boy stood on the burning deck |
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Move over |
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Ms. LYou know |
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I wish you well |
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Move over |
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Ms. LYou know |
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I wish you well |
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Move over |
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Ms. LWell, now momma poppa told me son you better watch your head |
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Your head is fulla snakes boy, you're better red than dead |
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They're starving back in |
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China, that's what they always said |
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Can't get head in the head shop, your jeans are fulla crap |
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You're full of beans, you're in your teens, you lost your momma's road map |
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Move over |
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Ms. LYou know |
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I wish you well |
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Move over |
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Ms. LYou know |
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I wish you well |
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Move over |
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Ms. L |