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She bought a wig

It was all scrunched up

Then she put it right on my shoe.

You're a crocodile,

That's what you are,

With a crooked smile

That I like so much,

You know I just can't think

No I just can't think

But I like the things we do

My partner in dismay

You don't have to feel this way,

Maybe she'll walk out on this tune,

This tune

This tune

No doubt one night the statues start to walk,

And maybe talk a little too,

We could run right out

And paint them green and gold

My partner in dismay

Don't like to feel this way,

Maybe she'll walk out on this tune,

This tune

This tune

Magic, just last night,

In a dream of course,

So sweet, you touched my knee,

I can't tell you now how good that felt

My partner in dismay

Don't like to feel this way,

Maybe she'll walk out on this tune,

This tune

This tune

My partner in dismay

Don't like to feel this way,

Maybe she'll walk out on this tune,

This tune

This tune