First she's going to relocate it
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to the southland
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stake her claim in Silverlake
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what she's showing off
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will be on your account
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there's little doubt she's
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stealing what she confiscates
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chalking it all up to fate
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that is why she always waits
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for the perfect candidate
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She's got every reason in the
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world to pick one more
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as she will demonstrate
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how many does that
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make it now?
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I'm losing count
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it's tantamount to
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stealing what she confiscates
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chalking it all up to fate
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and she can not hardly wait
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for the perfect candidate
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congratulations!
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take a bow
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what will you do now,
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anyhow?
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She can read your mind
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'cause she wrote it for you
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you who'll take surprising bait
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like a magic lantern
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beaming with projection
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my reflection:
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slate as blank as
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face is straight
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makes the perfect candidate
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and she can not hardly wait
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for her perfect candidate
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Perfect Candidate
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| Michael Penn |
