| Lyrics | % Correct |
|---|---|
| Where were the eyes of a horse on a {jet} {pilot} | 100%
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| Wired were the eyes of a horse on a {jet} {pilot} | 100%
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| My {horse} and my remorse flying over a great bay | 71%
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| My {horse} is a shackled old man | 71%
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| One that smiled {when} {he} {flew} over the bay | 57%
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| My {source} and my remorse flying over a great bay | 43%
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| My {source} is the source of all creation | 43%
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| Her discourse is that we all don't {survey} | 29%
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| His, his remorse was that he couldn't {survey} | 29%
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| The skies right before, right before they {go} {gray} | 29%
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| The skies right before, right before they {went} {gray} | 29%
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