She's got the moon on her saddle
under her funny dress
when there was a rival she pulled it like a baroness
Kissing the emperor
his majesty could not ask for more
rotating all his mood in the mystical wilds
Caviar super chest well done for any case
incredibly nice
He's a killer Bean
jump up with little Jean
water farts with some Jim Beam
Wanna be a fart man
eating tarts with almond brownie cones
There're places that chocolate the sun
superimposing fishes on beefy farm
Yesterday all the clouds were ruling far away
now the sun is here, is here to stay
Oh they believe in Ye stir day
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