All you lasses in Parnassus, swallowing swords
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Shooting out fire at us heathen hordes
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I was thinkin' something before I began
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But then you done cut off both of my hands
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Now I do my drinking from bamboo straws
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Constantly kicking at tarantulas
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What was I thinking, move to Baltimore?
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Oh yeah, the great outdoors!
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Jump into the water
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Keel-hauled on the Constellation
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Don't sell my belongings
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'Cause you know that I'll be baaack
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Remember when I told ya that I was a samurai?
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Well the fact of the matter is, that was a lie
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There were some other things that I'd rather not recall
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Y'all can blame it all on the alcohol
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But you ain't got no business criticizing me
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This is my house and I'll do as I please
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What was I thinking, move to Baltimore?
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Oh yeah, the great outdoors!
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Jump into the water
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Keel-hauled on the Constellation
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Don't sell my belongings
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'Cause you know that I'll be baaack
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Move it on over and give me a slice
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If you're in the market for green zucchini
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Farmers' Almanac got the largest size
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Winnebago woman, whatcha cookin'?
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Move it on over and give me a slice
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I'd be a richer man today if it weren't for physics
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If I could levitate I would sell lots of tickets
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And maybe do an interview with Larry King while flooooaaaating
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I'd be a richer man today if it weren't for physics
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If I could levitate I would sell lots of tickets
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Move it on over and give me a slice
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The Great Outdoors!
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Clutch |