Dyslexic Postcards the shakes that you make

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I don't know why you close your eyes when I try to frisk you,
I thought you said that there's no
way in chance that I could be rusted.
Oh though we try and try again,
We're going to stick to the bitter end.
You came on in and took a look around,
Take a good look around,
You take a good look around,
Take a good look around,
You take a good look around,
Tell me how you found.
Oh my dear (oh my dear)
You're far to near (far to near) oh
how I wish you weren't standing here.
Be on your way (on your way) she can not stay, that's quite ok.
And all the shakes that you made and mistakes that were graded equal,
From all the mama's to the papa's and the
dramas, lies made you feeble. (feeble) (feeble) (feeble)
Oh, though we try and try again,
We're going to stick through thick and thin.
You came on in and took a look around,
Take a good look around,
You take a good look around,
Take a good look around,
You take a good look around,
Tell me how you found.
Oh my dear (oh my dear)
You're far to near (far to near) oh
how I wish you weren't standing here.
Be on your way (on your way) she can not stay, that's quite ok.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh
Oye, Oye

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