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| Damn that ceaseless beat--I must DANCE! | |
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| *bong, bong, bon-ga--bonga, bong-bong-bong, bonk!* ---------------------- now i'll lay a little poetry on him to finish the job. | |
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| "Shake A Tail Feather, Shake-it, Shake-it, Shake-it, Shake-it, Baby!" | |
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| the uni-verse is me, you dig - the earth, the stars, the sky so big - i'm all up in eternity - because my mind is super-free! | |
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| passive resistance is cool, baby. | |
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