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he's got his plastic sneakers
She's got her Robuck purse
He's got his butane flicker
She's got it worse
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They're crazy about each other
Like a misplaced fix
They're mad about each other
They blame it all on the l*st for kicks
He's got his own dumb waiter
She's reading one fell swoop
He gets around to it later
She fills the scoop
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He's just a hit parader
She's just a cycle ride
He likes to masquerade her
And she tells him lies
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