Feel the fibers forgive me what did you say.
This is all new but i think we're ok.
Poke a pose in the mirror now you're prinked and pruned.
Now we pitter patter past your parent's room.
I know what's weathered white is bright and breathing.
Dance around in circles there are no walls.
I know today tonight tomorrow till then i'll make the moment.
Du du d du
Maybe bebop or ragtime tell a story too.
These old records are coolest of t
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