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I'm doing cartwheels |
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I'm doing cartwheels |
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I'm doing cartwheels |
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My wounds are nice and salty, dear |
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I never got to thank you right |
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Was finished way before I could see |
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Quite what you had in mind for me |
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I'm doing cartwheels |
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I'm doing cartwheels |
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I'm doing cartwheels |
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Now the pessimism in me yawns |
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As I'm pissing on their perfect front lawns |
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A voice calls out behind my back |
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And I take off into the grounds |
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I'm doing cartwheels |
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I'm doing cartwheels |
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I'm doing cartwheels |
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It'll all tie me up into knots |
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It'll all tie me up into knots |
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I didn't mean to speak out of turn |
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Now you can sit and watch me squirm |
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The party's really in full swing |
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I wish I had a friend I could ring |
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I'm doing cartwheels |
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I'm doing cartwheels |
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I'm doing cartwheels |
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You're really loving this, aren't you, dear? |
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Now you've got me on the ropes out here |
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With nowhere else to run to now |
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Just stay and face the music |
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It'll all tie me up into knots |
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It'll all tie me up into knots |
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It'll all tie me up into knots |
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It'll all tie me up into knots |
