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We got it oh so well now
We put our life to tell
We freak and fool around
Searching for this perfect sound

We shake it gently without
In 64's wipeout
Come join our common joint
I think you folks now have got the point

Of all her good conclusions
Of all her bad, bad solutions
I guess it's all now just that fine
But my baby - she needs time

How come we've ended up here
Beauty box of windy atmosphere
So you thought this would be an evergreen
Something that you and I have never seen

I think you lost the battle!
Shame on you stoned turtle
Composed your final zero
And killed our old superhero!

Of all her good conclusions
Of all her bad solutions
I guess it's all just that fine
But my baby - Well now she's got time!

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