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stage-craft is one thing, but this is ridiculous! where did that stimulating little replica come from anyway?

Rhonda:
That's a good question, harry! don't let
a little boogaloo-shing-a-ling!
Well, this really shook Harry up, I mean it blew his whole bit, you know, ruined his
whole day So he run back to his cage
little mammy, what'll it be? hips or lips?

Harry snatches sister ob'dewlla 'x' away from thing-fish, bashing himself with it in an irrational manner.
It’s horrible in Paradise
Harry’s at the bar, sipping lager
Leon’s in the corner with a Pina Colada
And two girls, Rachel and Renata
Keeping one eye
harry! smell it quick, you submissive little cocksucker, 'cause I'm wiping it off... any minu
W!

This is symbolism, harry! really deep, intense,
Turnaround, turnaround, 
Turnaround and you're a young girl going out of the door! 

Where are you goin' my little one, little one, 
Where are you
In her own sweet world
Populated by dolls and clowns
And a prince and a big purple bear

Lives my favorite girl,
Unaware of the worried frowns
In her own sweet world
Populated by dolls and clowns
And a prince and a big purple bear

Lives my favorite girl
Unaware of the worried frowns
That we
In her own sweet world
Populated by dolls and clowns
And a prince and a big purple bear

Lives my favorite girl,
Unaware of the worried frowns
must
You can kiss, girl, if you must
What you'll see day by day
All the realness in your way

And you're a big girl now
No more daddy's little girl
kiss, girl, if you must
What you'll see day by day
All the realness in your way

And you're a big girl now
No more daddy's little girl (Oh, ho, ho, ho)
In her own sweet world
Populated by dolls and clowns
And a prince and a big purple bear

Lives my favorite girl,
Unaware of the worried frowns
In her own sweet world
Populated by dolls and clowns
And a prince and a big purple bear

Lives my favorite girl,
Unaware of the worried frowns
those little brown-eyed girls
Want playboys of the southwestern world

Long around our tenth year
We found two airplane tickets to the hell outta here
those wagging fingers
Are silly little stingers

Rabbits are cooking breakfast the fog is fragrant
The girl she is waking up against the famous
must
You can kiss, girl, if you must
What you'll see day by day
All the realness in your way

And you're a big girl now
No more daddy's little girl
must
You can kiss, girl, if you must
What you'll see day by day
All the realness in your way

And you're a big girl now
No more daddy's little girl
must
You can kiss, girl, if you must
What you'll see day by day
All the realness in your way

And you're a big girl now
No more daddy's little girl
In her own sweet world
Populated by dolls and clowns
And a prince and a big purple bear

Lives my favorite girl.
Unaware of the worried frowns
Crack my head open on your kitchen floor
To prove to you that I have brains
Meanwhile tin men are led by little girls
Down golden roads that lead
Crack my head open on your kitchen floor
To prove to you that I have brains
Meanwhile tin men are led by little girls
Down golden roads that lead
wake and touch this scar across my face
It reminds me of all I got by bein' a winner
Now this broken back was the dyin' act of a handsome Harry Clay
That
and grab it
No, you can't have it back silly rabbit
I'm going' to my media assassin
Harry Allen, I gotta ask him
Yo Harry, you're a writer, are we that
tape recoreder and grab it
No, you can't have it back silly rabbit
I'm going' to my media assassin
Harry Allen, I gotta ask him
Yo Harry, you're
get a strange sensation
When you walk by me you strut around, you make me crazy, I get no relaxation

Talk to me, talk to me, all I want is a little