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More than my hair color!
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More than the sound
of babies crying...
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of dogs dying.
:38:08
Even more than the thought
of original sin itself.
:38:11
Oh, l am yours, Connie,
eternally united to you...
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through an invisible cord
of finely woven filth...
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that even God himself
could never, ever break.
:39:07
That old black magic
got me in its spell
:39:10
Old black magic
that you weave so well
:39:13
lcy fingers
up and down my spine
:39:16
Theme of witchcraft
that once was mine
:39:21
Way to thaw
:39:25
Round, round, round l go
:39:27
Down, down, down l go
:39:29
ln that spin,
that fabulous spin that l'm in
:39:31
Under that old black magic
called love
:39:34
Cotton, dinner's on!
:39:39
Crackers, dinner's ready!
:39:46
Well! You're looking
pretty chipper, Mama.
:39:49
How was that eggman today?
:39:50
Oh, Babs, he's gonna come
to the party as my date.
:39:54
And Cotton bought me
so many eggs today.
:39:58
Look at these.
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So many little eggies.
And l'm still starving.