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Stuck in Umfumdisiland with nothing to do, Ivyta learns to sing and dance.
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| Remember, it's tap-tap, step; tap, step, tap; exhale. | |
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| Just like my wedding night! | |
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Ivyta then returns to Ivytopia after sweeping the charts (and winning hearts) with her hit song:
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| ~\ Don't cry for me, Ivytopia; the truth is I never left you--not in my salad days, not in my stripper days. | |
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| I fell for the lure of low prices and handing out free cheese by the slices. I'm Ivytopia; I'm Ivytopia! /~ | |
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| ~\ Don't cry for me, Ivytopia; I tuned into corporate jargon. I now know that discount's no bargain. | |
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| I'll be your humblest ruler, and return all the bass to the cooler. I'm Ivytopia; I'M IVYTOPIA! /~ | |
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