Isabelle is a belly dancer
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With a kleptomaniac's restraint
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Tried stealing Helena's hand basket,
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Made a fast getaway,
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But McQueen she ain't
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At the courtroom Joshua judges her
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Ruthlessly on account of Ruth walking
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Out on him
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In the Big House Isabelle is a-telling all
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To the chaplain who's become her friend
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She says: I don't know why you care
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I don't know what's out there
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I don't know where or how
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Just take me to your leader now
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Take me to your leader now
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Justin is adjustin' to the odor from
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Theodore's Evergreen Incense
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But aroma therapy don't make him any
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Younger than Oliver's All Liver Supplements
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His late mate Merrilee merrily said
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Immortality can't be bought in a jar
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This just in: Justin's had enough of cure-
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Alls, gonna quiz the neighbor kid with the
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Fish on his car
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He says: I don't know why you care
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I don't know what's out there
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I don't know how it's done
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Just take me to your leader, son
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I see you've got the joy
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I've seen you live it, boy
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It's real, it's free, it's fun,
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So take me to your leader , son
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They don't know why we care
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They don't know what's out there
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They don't know how it's done
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Let's Take 'Em To Our Leader's Son
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They see we've got the joy
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They see us live it, oi
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It's real, it's free, it's fun,
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Let's Take 'Em To Our Leader's Son
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Take Me To Your Leader
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