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I don't like you
Wicked!
I don't like you
Not a little thing about you.
There's a flower all around you
In the rain
Images of peace
And now your pretty face
Things that give me grins
In the rain
Tropical decision
It was a mystical incision
Thought you were in prison
In the rain
As you wander with the kid
With a presage and a snip
All the way to Memphis
In the rain