I love when opportunity knocks.
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It rocks the stripes right outta my socks.
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I love the world and everything else...
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the trampolines and jingling bells.
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I'd love to say there's not a thing I detest.
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I'd love to tie a piece of string to the best of what I know and keep it near,
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but I won't.
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I'd love to feel devoid of fear,
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but I don't.
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And I prefer it that way. I prefer it that way now.
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Living, living underneath a rock.
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Injuriously curious, the outline drawn in chalk.
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I know the words but don't understand the karaoke effigy man.
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Flamingo legs of yellow and green attached to grandma's sewing machine.
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I'd love to say it's only fair, but it's not.
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I'd love to form a perfect square.
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I forgot my love of rolling down the hill on the lawn.
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I never noticed it until it was gone.
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And I prefer it that way. I prefer it that way now.
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Living, living underneath a rock.
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Living (under the catacomb)
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in this (pile of styrofoam)
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outline drawn in chalk.
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Flamingo Legs
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| Lemon Demon |
