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Fix your pot of tea, two sugars
Drinkin honey, please
So when their deck is cut like this, most different thing
A book, a page is nameless
Thinking bounded, spoiled and playing this
Hey form my thoughts in small cache
Through the horns, the sound of music
Soon I'll have and some will use it
Everyone til now has been in vain
Lock the doors and bolt the windows
Cut them apples at the elbow
Take away now
Come on and make my day now
Honestly, I'm eatin oh my
Feel I'm never growing high
Can't contain the words, I am on fire
Do not punch and do not stiffel
Pull the trigger, shoot the riffle
Not afraid to bleed from over spires
Which they can't cut but do unseemliness
Finish one to free your window
Finish, do it now, we are in need
All in all you knew the reason
Why your nerve – it keeps decreasing
Take away now
Come on and make my day now
I-II'm I I I I'm
I-II'm I I I I'm
I-II'm I I I I'm
Make my day now
Take away now
Come on and make my day now

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