during twilight hours.
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The moon drenched
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the 8-track player
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in liquid diamonds
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. all the wallabes
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were chasing my
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black cats tail,
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and when the
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grass grows it
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whispers slippery secrets
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how cropcircles grew.
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Suddenly my Ethopian
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mocha cappucino supplier
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turned on me!
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There was mocha
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