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| Look at the way I glide. Caught on the wind's lazy tide. Sweetly how it sings! Rally each heart at the sight of your silver wings. | |
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| Alright, that's IT! I have put up with your crappy singing until now, but Neil Diamond? That's going TOO FAR! | |
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