Some say the state of Texas
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Could accommodate the entire human population
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Five point six billion versions of the truth
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Under one roof, some revelation
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Tale a bit of this, give a bit of that
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Put it in a blender, pull it out a hat
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There's no going back
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It's a lie, it's a fact
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Has the cat got your tongue
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Been too long in the sun
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There's dust on your tracks
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There's no going back
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Come to think of it's a load of monkeys
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Every time you listen to your sun kissed lover's words
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Evil Louie is tomorrow's sadness
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It's a game of madness in a perfect world
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Some would say French cuisine's more appealing
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Than a cold drink, burgers and fries
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Some have said that a pillar of society
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An upright citizen's incapable of lust and crime
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Tale a bit of this, give a bit of that
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Put it in a blender, pull it out a hat
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But he don't stand a change
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With his pants around his ankles
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Has the cat got your tongue
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Been too long in the sun
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There's dust on your tracks
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There's no going back
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Evil Louie
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| Deep Purple |
