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I see this woman everyday |
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Dancin' on the corner at the Gas & Pay |
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Whirlin' and a-twirlin' in the bright sunshine |
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With her earbuds on and a cardboard sign |
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They say that she once was a workin' girl |
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It's a wigged out, weired out, wild and a wacky world |
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(Chorus) |
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Get ready for confetti, hey hey hey |
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Get ready for confetti, hey hey hey |
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Get ready for confetti everyday |
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(Hey hey hey) everyday |
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I knew this psychic many years ago |
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He'd been abducted by a UFO |
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They took him to another galaxy |
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He read their fortunes and they set him free |
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He once was very famous scientist |
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Said livin' in the future is to hard to resist |
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(Chorus) |
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(Guitar) |
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I play the ponies and I look for clues |
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Hit the highway and I pay my dues |
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I mind my business as I walk the line |
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With my earbuds on and my cardboard sign |
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And when they say to go, I'll go |
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You never know what you don't know |
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Get ready for confetti, hey hey hey |
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Get ready for confetti, hey hey hey |
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Get ready for confetti |
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Get ready for confetti, hey hey hey |
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Get ready for confetti, hey hey hey |
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Get ready for confetti everyday |
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Get ready for confetti, hey hey |
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Get ready for confetti, hey hey |
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Get ready for confetti everyday |
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Everyday |
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Everydaaaaaay |
