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Wash your face in the morning sun
Flash your pan at the song that I'm singing
Touch down bass living on the run
Make no sweat at the hole that you're digging
Wrap up cold when it's warm outside
Your shit jokes remind me of Digsy's
Be my magic carpet ride
Fly me down to capitol city in the sun
Kicking up a storm from the day that I was born
Sing a song for me, one from let it be
Open up your eyes, get a grip on yourself inside
So wash your face in the morning sun
Flash your pan at the song that I'm singing
Touch down bass living on the run
Make no sweat at the hole that you're digging
Kicking up a storm from the day that I was born
Sing a song for me, one from let it be
Open up your eyes, get a grip on yourself inside, inside
Yeah, a grip inside
Yeah, a grip inside
You betcha, you betcha
So wrap up cold when it's warm outside
Please sit down, you make me feel giddy
Be my magic carpet ride
Fly me down to capitol city
I've been kicking up a storm from the day that I was born
Sing a song for me, one from let it be
Open up your eyes get a grip on yourself inside
Get a grip inside, get a grip inside
Get a grip inside, get a grip inside
You betcha
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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