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I wrestled an idea
And threw it in a box
I'm sort of maybe hustled
By the hustle and bustle yeah
I live in a city
And wear it on my skin
It's shiny and pretty
And knows where I've been
You give up too easily
So you can suffer alone
The stars are all teasing me
They're laughing, laughing
I live in a little city
It's shiny and pretty
Wake up! Wake up!
I shouldn't be alone
Wake up! Wake up!
You are here too
I'm jumping out of boxes
I'm surprising your foxes
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