Murky Limits

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I wouldn't call her sugar She's more of a NutraSweet If you need a friend look no further You settling on me But I'm no settler You'd make a nice coat I don't want to understand you I just want to buy some land and put it between us You're just a novelty Someone to hold the door open for me at best Olivia Oblivia More pudding then too you say Go figure looks fine, I dress the measuring cup And when flour clouds gets the cat off the table Lady, I wish you'd complain Mixture makes the crystal spoon You'd make a nice hammer You'd make a nice еarthquake Hey, those littlе jammers make big waves You're just a Texas leaguer Someone to wait in line with at best Olivia Oblivia I wouldn't call her sugar She's more of a Sweet'N Low Not enough seasoning, not enough flavor Ball player, what you doing to this armchair? Go up and catch her You'd make a nice blanket You'd make a nice milkshake Few cool patches, singin' Mighty Clouds of Joy You're just a lame duck president A figurehead, a table with an uneven leg at best Olivia Oblivia
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