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Don't whistlin' To let them know what been missing Turn the on The song we play will the system
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Don't whistlin' To let know What been missing Turn the on The we play will blow the system
We the most crunk Indie city choking Turn up radio The song we play will the speakers
Don't stop To let know What they've missing your jukebox up The song we play will the system
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But should be the first thing No ones been, no been The I've been you this cabinet
Burying heroes as they're gasping But should be the last thing