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One, two, three, four
Then he reach in the front
And dump a mile of sand
Across the rug, along the hall
Up to the umbrella stand
That you've been watchin' all the time
Watchin' all the time
And if a forest grows up
From the dirt on the floor
That the frog with the satchel
Had just dumped beside the door
You're just starting to get worried
You ain't going out no more
And it's confusin' to your mind
You can be scared when it gets too real
You can be scared when it gets too real
But you should be diggin' it
While it's happening
You can be scared when it gets too real
You can be scared when it gets too real
But you should be diggin' it
While it's happening (two, three, four)
'Cause it just might be a one-shot deal
You can be scared when it gets too real
You can be scared when it gets
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