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Fair to Midland - Dance of the Manatee lyrics
Take a little dive into the shallow or spy what do you see, I see the tortoise and the hare in a rat-race, And it fits like a glove under my sleeve, Just wait till then, Their heads are the heaviest of operation, He has still not lost imagination, I can hear him mouth the whole ending, Just wait till then, We marys had ourselves a ball, Oh, yes we did, We marys had ourselves a ball, I must admit, Hang us those limbs, hold no virtue, Those told to hold: Project on my cue, Until we fall. Whether a he or a she, put your mouth where your money is, Are the birds of a feather that clever, If I knew I'd keep locks; that's a given, Just wait till then, Their heads cast shadows like skyscrapers, Still small enough to fit up their asses, To put it all into perspective with definition, We marys had ourselves a ball, Oh, yes we did, We marys had ourselves a ball, I must admit, Hang us those limbs, hold no virtue, Those told to hold: Project on my cue, Oh, take a gander the bigger they are the harder they fall, Not needy you'll see, not needy, And I come with open arms over trees, Not needy you'll see, Listen to proven guarantees while you're rollin' up the sleeves, Beatin' on your chest, But we can keep it in a jar when it's comin' cats and dogs for days, We marys had ourselves a ball and I guarantee, And what they've done for you, they've done for me. |
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