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No one wants to hear about your 97th
So dry eyes or let it go uncried, my dear
I am all out of love to and to your ear
And not above a love song disappear
it's written

And no one wants a tune the 100th luftballoon
was seen shooting from the window of your room
To be a spot against the colossal gloom
And land deflated in some neighbor's state that's
ninety-nine others

Eight brothers
Well, there's a reason why the last is smiling
And higher than the others
Swinging his

You would probably die you shot up nine miles high
eyes dilated as light played upon the sight
Of as it sings you goodnight
Relaxed as hell and locked up in forty-five
Well, I hope you're feeling

51st way to leave your
Admittedly, it doesn't seem to be as
Or as clean as all the
Even a scars all in the after hours of some bar

I told you, I can't listen, baby, 'bout the 4th you were a lady
And how your forthrightness a secret shyness
Stripped away by of being hailed as your highness
And what's new as you were once a lioness
cut your claws out

Kitten, not everyone's keen on lighting 17
The done, the cake's all gone, the plates are clean
The chauffeur's and full of cheerless mezzanine
And in one year, this straight world could pay to see
What have been missing

You caught kissing eight Chinese brothers
Well, there's a reason why the last is smiling
And sitting higher the others
Staking charm

And he says, lets get lost, let them send out
He says, lets get crossed out and to harm
Lets make the world's stupidest stand and truly it
Lets hit the limit of loss lover's arms
No, exceed it