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Never
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been
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near
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a
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university
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Never
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took
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a
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paper
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or
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a
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learned
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degree
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And
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some
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of
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your
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friends
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think
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that's
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stupid
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of
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me
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But
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it's
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nothing
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that
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I
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care
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about
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Well,
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I
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don't
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know
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how
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to
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tell
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the
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weight
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of
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the
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sun
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And
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of
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mathematics,
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well,
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I
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want
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none
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And
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I
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may
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be
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the
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mayor
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of
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Simpleton
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But
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I
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know
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one
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thing
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and
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that's
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I
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love
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you.
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When
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their
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logic
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grows
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cold
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and
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all
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thinking
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gets
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Lyrics
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done
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You'll
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be
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warm
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in
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the
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arms
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of
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the
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mayor
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of
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Simpleton
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I
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can't
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have
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been
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there
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when
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brains
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were
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handed
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'round
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Please
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be
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upstanding
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for
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the
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mayor
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of
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Simpleton
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Or
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get
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past
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the
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cover
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of
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your
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books
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profound
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Please
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be
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upstanding
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for
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the
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mayor
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of
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Simpleton
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And
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some
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of
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your
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friends
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think
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it's
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really
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unsound
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that
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you're
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even
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seen
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talking
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to
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me
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Well
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I
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don't
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know
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how
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to
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write
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a
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big
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hit
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song
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And
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all
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crossword
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puzzles,
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well,
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I
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just
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shun
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And
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I
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may
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be
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the
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mayor
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of
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Simpleton
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But
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I
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know
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one
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thing
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and
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that's
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I
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love
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you.
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I'm
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not
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proud
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of
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the
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fact
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that
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I
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never
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learned
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much
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Just
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feel
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I
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Lyrics
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should
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say
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What
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you
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get
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is
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all
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real,
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I
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can't
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put
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on
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an
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act
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It
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takes
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brains
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to
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do
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that
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anyway
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And
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I
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can't
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unravel
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riddles,
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problems,
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and
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puns,
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and
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the
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home
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computer
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has
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me
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on
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the
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Lyrics
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run
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And
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I
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may
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be
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the
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mayor
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of
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Simpleton,
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but
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I
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know
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one
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thing
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And
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that's
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I
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love
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you
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If
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depth
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of
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feeling
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is
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a
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currency
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then
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I'm
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the
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man
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who
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grew
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the
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money
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tree
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some
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of
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Lyrics
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your
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friends
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are
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too
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brainy
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to
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see
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That
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they're
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the
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paupers
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and
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that's
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how
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they'll
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stay
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When
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all
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logic
|
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grows
|
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cold
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and
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all
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thinking
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gets
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done
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you'll
|
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be
|
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warm
|
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in
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the
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arms
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of
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the
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mayor
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of
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Simpleton
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