Ilsa was an acrobat who went and fell in love with that
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Horatio the human cannonball.
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A weddin' 'neath the big top tent with barkers clowns and elephants
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Sideshow family oddities and all.
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The dog-faced boy howled out with joy
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As the tattooed lady was crying.
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Ever since the beginning to keep the world spinning
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It takes all kinds of kinds.
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Thomas was a congressman with closets full of skeletons
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And dresses that he wore on Friday nights.
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Phyllis was a pharmacist, a dab of that, a pinch of this
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Concocted to suppress her appetite.
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When the children were fiddlin' she'd slip 'em some Ritalin
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And wait for Thomasina to arrive.
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Cause ever since the beginning to keep the world spinning
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It takes all kinds of kinds.
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All kinds of kinds.
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When I play this old guitar from children's shows to smoky bars
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I take a break and think about the past.
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When I stood up in geometry and everybody stared at me
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And I tossed my test into the trash.
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I scratched off my number while hitching out under
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That bush league population sign.
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Ever since the beginning to keep the world spinning
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It takes all kinds of kinds.
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Now some point a finger and let ignorance linger
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If they'd look in the mirror they'd find.
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That ever since the beginning to keep the world spinning
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It takes all kinds of kinds.
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All kinds of kinds.
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All kinds of kinds.
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All Kinds Of Kinds
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Miranda Lambert |