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I had her on a chair in the middle of the living room,
And then we went to the bedroom, where we were making spoons.
When we went out she started clicking her heels,
She was sticking her chest out, cause she was starting to feel:

The Greedy Ugly People are not like us,
They don't feel the love that she and I would die without.

Love don't stop no wars, don't stop no cancer,
It stops my heart.