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Where's my car?

There's a hole in the room My possession cause of a suspicion that there's no mood In the paper today, die, tales of Warren and wise, she tug right over to the TV pine.

And out, and out, Don't dream and turn the head out, head out When the world don't see it, let's go, let's go, The wall between us, we know they won't win