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Miss Peaches wears and dress,
And Sweet Pea bubbles,
And if I had a scythe,
I'd away at all her troubles,
Short sellers stress,
the S & P doubles,
How must he live,
Amongst her and her rubbles,

Ooh on there's a new bull to shave,
Ever since told us we could recklessly misbehave,
I've got from a website,
got chicken from a funnel,
And every time we meet, I you in a Shanghai tunnel,

I could be about everything,
But I've her bells and I've heard them ring,
time I'm in no position to say anything,

Miss bakes a lizard pie,
And Pea just cries,
There's a million things she'd rather have,
one of those pies,
Troubled teens to die,
And tell lies,
How long to what kind of yeast,
is making bread rise,

Whoa oh I'm as a clam,
Ever I did the right thing and forgot who I am,
The guy I used to with,
Became a whore,
And since he got out,
He wanna go for more,

I'm not for a reprieve,
But it's quite a web we weave,
I'm not you to believe anything,

If you ask her to dance,
a 'howdy do,'
When she makes acquaintance,
She always blue,
She does not to bleed,
But she's in lead,
And she's dancing two-step, web