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Theres A knapsack Rally for the stranger who told of a spider, and a purple toad.
The things I heard were wretched and slurred. Oh my ears would be cut off at mention,
But you dont have to cut it off.
Just give it some time. Your baby boy, he only naps.
So mother bug dont you bite your tounge because theres nothing else to do for your son.
He rose the dead. Hes been sharing his bed with the only one he never loved.
So why should you cry for the licence plate of a colder state?
Should you talk of the son on the run, your tongue will be ripped out by ducklings.
Oh, you dont have to cut it off.
Just give it some time. Your baby boy, he only naps.
I only feel like living when I fell like Im dying. Your baby boy, he only naps.
Well Missy, sure you can look through my drawers. Ive got nothing to hide. So, crying soul dont you tally the toll because wheres the love in counting?
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