(Ron Mael)
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Who don't like kids, who don't like kids
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Who don't like kids, who don't like kids
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Who don't like kids, who don't like kids
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You got a cigar, heres a couple more
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because the offspring are springing through swinging doors
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into a world of "Aint he cute, he looks a lot like his father" and Here comes another
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Of that proof that Im not just a vegetable,
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the little Proof that Im more than a mineral,
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the little Proof that Im just like the next guy,
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whoever he may be
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Who don't like kids, who don't like kids
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Crawl, walk, running around
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Living proof that I'm really sound
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They'll ensure Im always around
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And your bit and my bit'll do their dance
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to body rumblings And tumblings and rote romance
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and all the while I'm thinking,
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deeply thinking, hey whats it gonna be Sod or celebrity
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(Boy or girl)
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(Boy or girl)
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Oh well its off to work
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And so long baby, kiss him goodbye for me
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Who don't like kids, who don't like kids
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Crawl, walk, running around
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Living proof that I'm really sound
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They'll ensure Im always around
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Who don't like kids, who don't like kids
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Who don't like kids, who don't like kids
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Who don't like kids, who don't like kids
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There's more in the wings shall we bring them on or
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Shall we just sit and talk 'til the early morn and
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Recite sweet nothings (sweet, nothings)
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In everybodys ear
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Who don't like kids
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Who don't like kids
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Who don't like kids
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Who don't like kids
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Crawl, walk, running around
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Living proof that Im really sound
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They'll ensure I'm always around
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Who don't like kids
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Who don't like kids
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Who don't like kids
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Who don't like kids
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Living proof that I'm really sound
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They'll ensure I'm always around
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Who Don't Like Kids
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Sparks |