Lyric
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Ladies
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and
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Gentleman,
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you
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could
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have
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been
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anywhere
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in
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the
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world
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tonight,
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but
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you're
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here
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with
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us
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in
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New
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York
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City.
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Are
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you
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ready
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for
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a
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cabinet
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meeting,
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huh?
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The
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issue
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on
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the
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table,
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Secretary
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Hamilton's
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plan
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to
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assume
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state
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debt
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and
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establish
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a
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national
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bank.
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Secretary
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Jefferson,
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you
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have
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the
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floor,
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sir.
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Life,
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liberty
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and
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the
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pursuit
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of
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happiness,
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we
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fought
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for
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these
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ideals,
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we
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shouldn't
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settle
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for
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less.
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These
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are
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wise
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words,
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enterprising
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men
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quote
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'em.
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Don't
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act
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surprised,
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you
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guys,
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'cause
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Lyric
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I
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wrote
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'em.
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(Ow.)
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But
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Hamilton
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forgets
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his
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plan
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would
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have
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the
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government
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assume
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state's
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debts.
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Now,
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place
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your
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bets
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as
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to
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who
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that
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benefits,
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the
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very
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seat
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of
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government
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where
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Hamilton
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sits.
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Oh,
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if
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the
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shoes
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fits,
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wear
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it.
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If
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New
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York's
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in
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debt,
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why
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should
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Virginia
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bear
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it?
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Uh,
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our
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debts
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are
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paid,
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I'm
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afraid.
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Don't
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tax
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the
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South
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'cause
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we
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got
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it
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made
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in
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the
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shade.
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In
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Virginia,
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we
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plant
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seeds
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in
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the
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ground.
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We
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create,
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you
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just
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wanna
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move
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our
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Lyric
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money
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around,
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this
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financial
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plan
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is
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an
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outrageous
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demand
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and
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it's
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too
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many
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damn
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pages
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for
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any
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man
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to
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understand.
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Stand
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with
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me
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in
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the
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land
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of
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the
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free
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and
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pray
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to
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God
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we
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never
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see
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Hamilton's
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candidacy.
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Look,
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when
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Britain
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taxed
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our
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tea,
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we
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got
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frisky.
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Imagine
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what
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gon'
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happen
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when
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you
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try
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to
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tax
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our
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whisky.
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Thank
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you,
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Secretary
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Jefferson.
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Secretary
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Hamilton,
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your
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response.
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Thomas,
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that
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was
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a
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real
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nice
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declaration.
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Welcome
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to
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the
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present,
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we're
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running
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a
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real
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nation.
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Would
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Lyric
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you
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like
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to
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join
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us,
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or
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stay
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mellow
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doin'
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whatever
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the
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hell
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it
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is
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you
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do
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in
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Monticello?
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If
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we
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assume
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the
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debts,
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the
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union
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gets
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new
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line
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of
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credit,
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a
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financial
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diuretic
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how
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do
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you
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not
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get
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it,
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if
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we're
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aggressive
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and
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competitive
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the
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union
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gets
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a
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boost,
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you'd
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rather
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give
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it
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a
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sedative?
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A
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civics
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lesson
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from
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a
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slaver,
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hey
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neighbor.
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Your
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debts
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are
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paid
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'cause
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you
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don't
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pay
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for
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labor.
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"We
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plant
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seeds
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in
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the
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South.
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We
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create."
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Yeah,
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keep
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Lyric
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ranting.
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We
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know
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who's
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really
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doing
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the
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planting
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and
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another
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thing,
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Mr
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Age
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of
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Enlightment.
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Don't
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lecture
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me
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about
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the
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war,
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you
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didn't
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fight
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in
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it.
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You
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think
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I'm
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frightened
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of
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you,
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man?
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We
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almost
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died
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in
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a
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trench
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while
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you
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were
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off
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getting
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high
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with
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the
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French.
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Thomas
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Jefferson,
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always
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hesistant
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with
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the
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President,
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reticent
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there
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isn't
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a
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plan
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he
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doesn't
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jettison.
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Madison,
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you're
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mad
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as
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a
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hatter,
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son,
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take
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your
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medicine.
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Damn,
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you're
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in
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worse
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shape
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than
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the
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national
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debt
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is
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Lyric
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in
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sittin'
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there
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useless
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as
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two
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shits.
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Hey,
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turn
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around,
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bend
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over,
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I'll
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show
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you
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where
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my
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shoe
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fits.
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Excuse
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me,
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Madison,
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Jefferson,
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take
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a
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walk.
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Hamilton,
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take
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a
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walk,
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we're
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gonna
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reconvene
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after
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a
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brief
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recess,
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Hamilton.
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Sir.
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A
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word.
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You
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don't
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have
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the
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votes.
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(You
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don't
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have
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the
|
votes.)
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Aha-
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ha-
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ha
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ha.
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You're
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gonna
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need
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congressional
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approval
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and
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you
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don't
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have
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the
|
votes.
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Such
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a
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blunder
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sometimes
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it
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makes
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me
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wonder
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why
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I
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even
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bring
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the
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thunder.
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Why
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he
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even
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and hesitant not hesistant