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You don't get it? How could you understand if it's something that somehow became a fad?
She swings the leek; and talks really weird- looks really really hyper;and it's just absurd...
It's okay if you think it's really weird. that's the point-- it's just really weird.
It repeats on loop again and again until you get sick and press STOP.
The sound of polka drifted from the street and set my feet a tapping-oh!
Ieva's mother had her eye on her daughter but Ieva managed to fool her again, ya' know?
'Cause who'se gonna listen to their mama sayin' no, when we're all busy dancing to and fro!?
You don't get it? How could you understand if it's something that somehow became a fad?
She swings the leek; and talks really weird- looks really really hyper;and it's just absurd...
It's okay if you think it's really weird-
you think, you think, you think, think think think