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You popped into my life one day
You even care what I have to say You sit and eat with me all the time Girlie girl, I think you're sublime Kassandra, Kassandra You lend me piece of mind For lawn nugs, for lawn nugs You aren't trapped behind Let's go have some fun on your roof At climbing ladders we are quite aloof Watching the stars on your trampoline It is your shoulder on which I lean Kassandra, Kassandra Holding my hand as we walk along Behind the mirage of This place I don't belong
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