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Текст песни
Hey believe me! I have seen your sort before
You're all over history, like dust on the kitchen floor (Tell me more!)
Your lips are moving, you go on and on and on and on and on!
You swing your rod, rod baby rod, rod! But don't swing it at me!
(But it's not for me, no I disagree!)
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