.Tokens for tolls, motoring to the North Pole so we can be cold to the touch, and overdressed but not by much.So don't leave me.Baby, you could breath me, if I ever became the air.And this shirt's been overworn but understood.And handed down to warm you up when you're pressing your bar feet on winter.
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