Julius fast body he be free
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Tell me how he flies
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The trees and mailboxes he don't even see
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In a blur the falcon waves right by
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He was born much faster than me
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But I don't know why
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They way he go like a bumble bee
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I wish for the means to try
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Julius fast body, teach me a trick
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Learn me the tools of your trade
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Look man, I mean it, come here (a minute?) and explain it?
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Don't be afraid
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But he keep on goin' and stick with it
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He knows he got it made
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He's got it made...
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Julius fast body
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