When the cowboy sings
When the Saturn rings
When the ginger snaps
When
off into outer space you go my friends
we wish you
He went out walking
alone to find somewhere to hide
No, she
new york city i was born and raised
and i threw
I wanna be your baby...your doll
So come on and get
The night time is sweeter than a dream, since I
Follow my dress wind it's way down your streetYou're looking
Glasses dirty, the drinks are dead. Happy birthday, have this
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