| Charades, pop skill
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| Water hyacinth, named by a poet
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| Imitation of life
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| Like a koi in a frozen pond
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| Like a goldfish in a bowl
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| I don’t want to hear you cry
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| That’s sugarcane that tasted good
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| That’s cinnamon, that’s Hollywood
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| Come on, come on, no one can see you try
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| You want the greatest thing
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| The greatest thing since bread came sliced
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| You’ve got it all, you’ve got it sized
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| Like a Friday fashion show teenager
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| Freezing in the corner
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| Trying to look like you don’t try
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| That’s sugarcane that tasted good
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| That’s cinnamon, that’s Hollywood
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| Come on, come on, no one can see you try
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| No one can see you cry
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| That’s sugarcane that tasted good
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| That’s freezing rain, that’s what you could
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| Come on, come on, no one can see you try
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| This sugarcane, this lemonade
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| This hurricane, I’m not afraid
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| Come on, come on, no one can see me cry
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| This lightning storm, this tidal wave
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| This avalanche, I’m not afraid
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| Come on, come on, no one can see me cry
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| That’s sugarcane that tasted good
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| That’s who you are, that’s what you could
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| Come on, come on, no one can see you cry
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| That’s sugarcane that tasted good
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| That’s who you are, that’s what you could
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| Come on, come on, no one can see you cry |