.Hey brown eyes, where'd you get that dress?
Oh what a lovely floral print
That compliments the backseat of your car, oh no
And we'll blame our parents
They bred such wicked animals
Virgin tigers and we're gnawing our way out of these flesh cages
My head in the clouds
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