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A Perfect toss at the end |
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Like a Cat to a Bird |
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Hmm, I'll just put this right here, Ooh! |
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Just dancin' |
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Fear Face |
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The "I've got pink petal boots" dance |
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Fancy Flying Hair |
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Pushy pushy |
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Petals Petals Petals |
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And More Petals |
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Puddle Hopper |
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so Serious, until. . . |
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What surfing looks like in Illinois |
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Yes ,I'm crazy |
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Gargoyle |
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We work with a ninja |
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And a crazy cat |
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And an accordion player |
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Delight |
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ful |
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Boom (or boosh) |
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Yeah, I don't know either |
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blink 182? Is that what that means? |
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The gargoyle never moves |
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But the happy monkey does when there are no cymbals |
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We be groovin' |
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Wings like Jordan |
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"I'm going to eat your leg like a sandwich." I didn't make that up. I'm not kidding. |
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Now that's balance, although she'd try to convince you otherwise. |
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Swish swish swish |
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When Stacey's forced to think inside the box |
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Our Fearless Leader has no clue what to make of us. |
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