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Cheshire grinning villain of my pantomine |
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Swagger out your vortex just in time |
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To catch harlequin and columbine out of costume |
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Come cobra charmer and crash my gate |
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Trick or treater swindle me some mdma |
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And let the slapstick clown swap lipstick with pantaloon |
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Again and again |
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And we're going for the jugular |
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And we're going down town |
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Hopscotch through my playground |
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Do-do-do Do-do-do Do-do-do |
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Do-do-do Do-do-do Do-do-do |
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Hey de-de bop |
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Hey de-de bop bop |
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Hey de-de bop |
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Hey de-de bop bop |
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Goddess in an infinity cove |
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Cuts the caper in a leotard of gold |
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Does the way she cavort not distort your political view? |
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Let's masquerade on the promenade |
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Let's foxtrot across your map |
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It's a hoedown a showdown a shindig and a knees-up too |
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It's whatever that you want it to be |
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And we're going for the jugular |
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And we're going down town |
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Hopscotch through my playground |
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Do-do-do Do-do-do Do-do-do |
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Do-do-do Do-do-do Do-do-do |
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No flame burns brighter than yours |
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No flame burns brighter than yours |
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Indeed many try |
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Tie the knot into your tie |
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Zip your zip and flick your zippo light |
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We have the target in our sight |
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And we're going for the jugular |
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And we're going down town |
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Hopscotch through my playground |
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Do-do-do Do-do-do Do-do-do |
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Do-do-do Do-do-do Do-do-do |
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Do-do-do Do-do-do Do-do-do |
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Do-do-do Do-do-do Do-do-do |
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Do-do-do |
