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I'm
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lost
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in
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her
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there
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holdin'
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that
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pink
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rod
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and
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reel.
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She's
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doin'
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almost
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everything
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but
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sittin'
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still,
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talkin'
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about
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her
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ballet
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shoes
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and
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training
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wheels
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and
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her
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kittens.
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And
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she
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thinks
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we're
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just
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fishin'.
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I
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say
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"Daddy
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loves
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you,
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baby"
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one
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more
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time.
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She
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says
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"I
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know.
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I
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think
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I
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got
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a
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bite."
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And
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all
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this
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laughin',
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cryin',
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dyin'
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here
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inside's
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what
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I
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call
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livin'.
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And
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she
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thinks
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just
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fishin'
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on
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the
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riverside,
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throwin'
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back
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what
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we
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could
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fry,
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drowin'
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worms
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and
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killin'
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time,
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nothin'
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too
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ambitious,
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she
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ain't
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even
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thinkin'
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about
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what's
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really
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goin'
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on
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right
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now,
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But
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I
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guarantee
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this
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memory's
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a
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biggin',
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and
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she
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thinks
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we're
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just
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fishin'.
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She's
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already
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pretty,
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like
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her
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mama
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is.
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Going
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to
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drive
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the
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boys
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all
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crazy,
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give
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her
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Daddy
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fits.
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And
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I
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better
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do
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this
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every
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chance
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I
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get,
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'cause
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time
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is
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tickin'.
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And
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she
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thinks
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we're
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just
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fishin'
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on
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the
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riverside,
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throwin'
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back
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what
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we
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could
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fry.
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Drownin'
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worms
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and
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killin'
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time.
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Nothin'
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too
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ambitious,
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she
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ain't
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really
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thinkin'
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about
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what's
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goin'
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on
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right
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now,
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but
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I
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guarantee
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this
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memory's
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a
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biggin'.
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And
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she
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thinks
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we're
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just
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fishin',
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yeah,
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she
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thinks
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we're
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just
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fishin'.
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We
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ain't
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only
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fishin'.
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(Try to choose songs without swear words)