so what we did,
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we redefined
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the perfect function,
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to realize
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some kind of potential
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and underneath,
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her paper dress
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she knows we're different
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shoulders and a neck
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shrug away this distance
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now in my home,
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or in my car
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i can't help, but
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all my thoughts
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eventually drift back
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to this day
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where ever we go, where ever we go,
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this ghost will follow
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where ever we go, where ever we go,
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this ghost follows!
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where ever we go, where ever we go,
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this ghost.....ayhhhh!
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Paper Dress
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| Toadies |
