| Every little thing she does is magic
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| Everything she do just turns me on
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| And even though my life before was tragic
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| Now I know my love for her goes on
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| Every little thing she does is magic
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| Everything she do just turns me on
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| And even though my life before was tragic
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| Now I know my love for her goes on
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| Come on Petunia, you thought in your head
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| It would all be so easy if you could be led
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| To the cave where I’d hide you in linens and frames
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| And in new combinations I’ve made of our names
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| It’s a tiny hole, yeah, but you’d fit
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| If I sliced you up real itty bitty
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| I’d sliver and splice you and then you’d be many
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| And I’d be the one who was privy to love you
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| And show you the fun
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| -she does is magic
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| Everything she do just turns me on
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| And even though my life before was tragic
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| Now I know my love for her goes on
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| Jamie, he stood on the stoop
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| And he challenged his homies
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| To go get some girlfriends
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| And locate their yonis
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| The waters are parting and time’s getting heated
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| The boys needed friendship
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| Their beat needed meated (Uh uh)
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| Her dress was a ship at sail (Uh)
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| Her knees were the water pail
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| This was survival and she was the kit
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| You could die of thirst if the girls won’t give you sips
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| -she does is magic
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| Everything she do just turns me on
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| And even though my life before was tragic
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| Now I know my love for her goes on
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| I resolve to call her up
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| A thousand times a day
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| I thought I’d ask her if she’d marry me
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| In some old-fashioned way
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| Well, but, my silent fears persisted
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| And before I reached the phone
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| Like before my tongue has twisted
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| Must I always be alone?
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| Mmm
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| You’re all Jenny and Lindsey and fine
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| And I’m underwater, I’m shedding my mind
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| And I’m pretty sure, baby, if you’d hold my head
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| I could live like I’ve wished for and undo my dread
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| Cause I see candygrams up in the ceiling tiles
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| Witty postcards sent off from the sandwich aisles
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| And these towns where vacations will lead us
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| I’ll hold out my treasures and their wealth will feed us
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| But oh, she does as she wishes
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| And, no, she won’t be your missus
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| The kingdom it widens and you’re there alone with all that love and the void on
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| your throne
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| Every little thing she does is magic
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| Everything she do just turns me on
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| And even though my life before was tragic
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| Now I know my love for her goes on
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| Every little thing she does is magic
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| Everything she do just turns me on
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| And even though my life before was tragic
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| Now I know my love for her goes on |