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fryars outside my front door she's in her underwear she lays his feet on the floor on the face is a smile now fallen half off she turned her head
still trace It kept you on pace Error of the substrate equation Even if there's still trace it kept you on pace A case you can't erase A liar and a fryar
own luck and never get stuck From Nottingham but I'm not Fryar Tuck Rob from the rich and I give to the poor I'm an open book, can I get kick open
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