The light pours out, out on a lion¡¯s den, the night is in full swing
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She said she¡¯s kind of busy but then she starts to sing
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She¡¯s just like a race car, so much power on her hood
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But I wouldn¡¯t change a thing about it if I could
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She takes my hand and whispers, no need to be afraid
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I am with you all the time and all the way
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Then she cleans her whiskers and gives me a close look
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But I wouldn¡¯t change a thing about it if I could
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The sun is down, the moon is out, the beast is loose tonight
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Running through my blood and veins with the speed of light
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She plays a crazy music on a silver saxophone
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Tripping on her high heels into the great unknown
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We stop down by the vacant lot, the circus is in town
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A party full of gipsy smiles, it came without a crown
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Recites the Bible backwards, she says don¡¯t buy that hulk
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But I wouldn¡¯t change a thing about it if I could
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But I wouldn¡¯t change a thing about it if I could
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Well I wouldn¡¯t change a thing about it if I could
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I wouldn¡¯t change a thing, baby
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Even if could
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Wouldn¡¯t change a thing
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Even if I could, baby
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I wouldn¡¯t change a thing
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Even if I could, baby
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I wouldn¡¯t change a thing
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Even if I could, baby
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Wouldn't Change A Thing
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| The Plastic Pals |
