Things worked out better
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Than we had planned
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Capital from boy, woman and man
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We were like ink and paper
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Numbers on a calculator
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Knew arithmetic so well
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Working overtime
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Completed what was assigned
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We had to multiply ourselves
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A bouncing little baby
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A shiny copper penny
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And he spent himself
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Would not listen to us
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But when he lost his appetite
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He lost his weight in friends
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Baby became a fat nickel so fast
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Then came puberty, exponentially
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Soon our boy became a million
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People loved him so
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And helped him to grow
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Everyone knew the
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Thing that was best
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Of course, he must invest
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A penny won't do, no (x4)
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And he made us proud
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He made us rich
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And how were we to know
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He's counterfeit
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Now everything's ruined, yeah (x8)
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Everything's Ruined
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| Daiquiri |
