| Isabelle is a belly dancer
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| with a kleptomaniac’s restraint
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| tried stealing Helena’s hand basket, made a fast getaway,
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| but McQueen she ain’t
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| at the courtroom Joshua judges her ruthlessly
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| on account of Ruth walking out on him
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| in the Big House Isabelle is a-telling all
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| to the chaplain who’s become her friend
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| she says:
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| I don’t know why you care
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| I don’t know what’s out there
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| I don’t know where or how
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| just take me to your leader now
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| take me to your leader now
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| Justin is adjustin' to the odor from Theodore’s Evergreen incense
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| but aroma therapy don’t make him any younger
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| than Oliver’s All Liver Supplements
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| his late male Merrilee merrily said immortality
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| can’t be bought in a jar
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| this just in: Justin’s had enough of cure-alls,
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| gonna quiz the neighbor kid with the
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| fish on his car
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| he says:
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| I don’t know why you care
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| I don’t know what’s out there
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| I don’t know how it’s done
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| just take me to your leader, son
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| I see you’ve go the joy
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| I’ve seen you live it, boy
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| It’s real, it’s free, it’s fun,
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| so take me to your leader, son
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| They don’t know why we care
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| They don’t know what’s out there
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| They don’t know how it’s done
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| Let’s Take ‘Em To out Leader’s Son
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| They see we’ve got the joy
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| They see us live it, oi It’s real, it’s free, it’s fun,
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| Let’s Take ‘Em To Our Leader’s Son |