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When you were young and wise |
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scratching your letters in the sand. |
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When your imagination led you all around by the hand. |
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La la la la |
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Did you ever wonder what dizzy adventures there might be |
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Unfolding in the currents under the waves at the bottom of the sea? |
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Well he's odd but he's got a lot of vision, |
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his bucked teeth and cock-eyed smile |
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Can't stop this invertebrate on a mission, |
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He's in charge! |
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A sinister design, a wild goose chase for a crown |
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with your eyes aligned, before they tear apart your town |
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if you want to win or save all of your kin in the ocean |
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Stay your ground, don't be discouraged, |
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don't let 'em turn our brains into porridge |
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You're odd but you've got a lot of vision, |
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your buck teeth and stalwart heart |
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Can't stop this invertebrate on a mission, |
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He's in charge! |
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But its a long, hard fight |
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the corner turns and its always another mile |
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People think day and night |
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They think they got your number, |
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but they'll soon discover! |
