You can't be too sure.
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Sail away on a crystal ship in a bottle
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Gonna say goodbye to all my friends on shore
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Maybe she's giving me a second chance
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You can't be too sure
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Like a bottle of fur
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missing the smell of her
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bottle of fur
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missing the smell of her
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Bottle of Fur
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Bottle of Fur yeah
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If I was a king and you'd dance for me like a genie
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then you'd get back in your lamp leaving me here with the gold
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Ooh bread of wickedness both sides buttered with war
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But your load ship brings goodbye to love and loss any more
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no more
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Maybe she's giving me a second chance
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Maybe she's giving me a second chance
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You can't be too sure
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You can't be too sure
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You can't be too sure
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You can't be too sure
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You can't be too sure
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You can't be too sure
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Like a bottle of fur
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missing the smell of her
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I'm missing the smell of her
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Like when I'd hold you in the night
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we used to make it til daylight
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Now I sleep alone
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Now I sleep alone
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Like a bottle of fur
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missing the smell of her
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bottle of fur
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missing the smell of her
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Bottle of Fur
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Bottle of Fur yeah
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Bottle of Fur
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