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She married a gold mine with a time bomb
He went off to be legend
Now her love's a corporation
And she's just post humorous
Entertainmen
Watch me
Let me be your t.v.
He asked her to spread her magazines
All across his floor
He finally found his bathing beauty
And she was a girl worth wading for
My father loved to watch the blondes
Burning down our street
So i learned to sing and to dance on water
At my mother's feet
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Posted: 29.07.2004