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This is for cows |
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It's not for the size of me |
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Into my mouth |
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Nine hundred and fourteen |
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Try some force |
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Try to lead |
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The foundling die is close determinate |
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Raise head and stomp the blood |
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I'm not even sound raide |
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I'm alive |
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I got the silver |
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And I wonder |
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What will you follow |
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When your head is not in order? |
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And I'm stomping, you're little |
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How can you laugh? |
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How can you lie awake? |
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Making me drive |
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Making my heart a |
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Not too fat |
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Not to lean |
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The foundling die, is close excitedly |
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Raise head and stomp the blood |
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I'm not even soundly |
