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The daughter of a man was a mammal

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She bore the mark of fire and of flame -- though they're both the same

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Born unto the age of the golden

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That golden age of endless loss and endless gain   tralalala

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Now because my lips have split all the little children

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They are hiding front, in the middle, and in the behind

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And because my nose has froze, but i can keep on smelling

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I can smell my little day away i can smell my whole day away

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Now because my teeth don't bite, i can take 'em out dancing

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I can take my little teeth out and show 'em a real good time

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A real good time good time a good time 

            G5
A real good time good time a good time 

            C5                
A real good time good time a good time 

            G5
A real good time good time a good time 
           
               C5
...A real good time!