Don't Forget Whose Legs You're OnCifra

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The painted faces congregate 
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In the mating season 
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The second homes 
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They go alone 
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In no rush to leave 'em 

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And there's a fountain 

And a scimitar 
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Shaped yellow light 
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That picks you up 
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And cuts you down to size 

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The people there 
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And the furniture 
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Start to seem important 
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And a whole lot more 
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You catch the floor 
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With a vivid and absorbant sharpened arc 
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Like the scimitar 
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Shaped yellow light 
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That picks you up 
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And cuts you down to size 
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I had questions for the tap dancer 
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Sat on my lap 
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And she had child proof caps on her answers 

Stolen blower blow me a stone 
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And show me that handsome enhancer 
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She had a rock on her throttle 
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And a brown glass bottle full of 
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Shavings from the sun 
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Although those shoes affect your step 
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Don't forget, whose legs you're on 

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And there's a fountain 

And a scimitar 
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Shaped yellow light 
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That picks you up 
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And cuts you down to size 

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