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Bear paws and rascal watching us in your garage
Big girl, you ate the neighbor, the is over
Wake up and play, by the
Make room for Clara's bare feet, the love of a

Tick-tock and for the meteor
clock is opening another door

Lots of love, just keep it comin', making out of nothin'
(These are the best I)
I don't know how to say, what I love today
(These are the that I)

Lots of love just keep it comin', making something out of
(These are the best I)
I don't know what to say, lookin' what I today
(And these are the things I)

Blood in the kitchen, signing off and winding down
This ends her mission, the nova is over
She caught the ball by the bell
Chase lizards, bark at donkeys, the love of a

Let's bow our head and let the blow
Our girl is gone, God, bless her soul

of love, just keep it comin', making something out of nothin'
(These are the best I)
I know how to say, losin' what I love today
(These are the that I)

Lots of just keep it comin', making something out of nothin'
(These are the best I)
I don't know to say, lookin' what I lost today
(And these are the things I)

She's got a sword, in case though this is not her,
In case, the one who can't afford to face her image is to grace
Disappeared, no trace, musky tears,
The down turn, brave burn cub, bear careless
Turnip snare rampages color pages

Down and out, but not in Vegas, and disengages
No loft, sweet pink cages plummet, pop dew skin fortitude
For the sniffing black noses that snort and allude to the trinkets
That the dirt, cough, go, drink, it's, it's for you

Blue battered naval town, slip kisses by duck muscles
And bottle nosed grifters arrive in time to catch the late
It's a beehive race, a she hive stare and chase wasted feature
Who tried and failed to her, embossed beneath a box
In the that's lost

The kind you find you mind your own business
Shiv sister to the
Before it into the new morning, milk blanket

Your ilk is funny to the turnstile, bunny
Whose bouquet set a course for without decay
Get your broom and sweep the echoes of
Fallen freckles