I never was one for talk
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I keep things to myself
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Let everyone ramble on
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When people get to reminiscing
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I'll always be the one to listen
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But now I need to find those missing words.
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I love Princess Olivia
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Can't speak, I slip into trivia.
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To know what you feel inside
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Is not enough, you've got
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to put it across with style
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The literati in their cellars
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Perform semantic tarantellas
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I wish I did it half as well as them
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I love Princess Olivia
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Can't speak, I slip into trivia.
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She's got long red hair
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Her nose up in the clouds
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Just how did she get up there
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She's frosty as the face of Phineus
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Leaves me feeling igloominious
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Why's she so continuously cool?
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I love Princess Olivia
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Can't speak, I slip into trivia.
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I love her.
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She may be large
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Princess Olivia
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