| Gather round friends and I’ll show you what I made
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| Something in my bag that’ll surprise you all
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| It’s a secret, don’t push, I’m not ready
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| Something to dazzle your eyes-o
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| Something to blow your mind away
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| Something that I made today
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| The first little ball is red and green
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| Oh it’s pretty
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| Yes I know what you mean
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| I call it Substance, do dio dio do
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| What it will do I just don’t know
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| But the trees may whisper and the hills may grow
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| While it’s changing
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| The first and only juggler, I must be the best
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| I love to see the rings spin, never at rest
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| Up in the air and back to me
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| What it will do I just can’t see
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| Something to blow your mind away
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| Something that I made today
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| The next little ball is silver and black
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| See it chase the first one forward and back
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| I call it Space, do dio dio do
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| What it will do I just don’t know
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| But it seems to make a difference just to have it so
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| While it’s changing
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| The next little ball is too hot to hold
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| I have to keep tossing it and I hope it gets cold
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| I call it Power do dio dio dio
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| What it will do I just don’t know
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| But it seems to make the whole thingummywhojemyflippery rattle and go
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| While it’s changing
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| The first and only juggler, and I must be the best
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| I love to see the rings spin, never at rest
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| Up in the air and back to me
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| What it will do I just can’t see
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| Something to blow your mind away
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| Something that I made today
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| The next little ball is orange and blue
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| I can’t juggle four so I’ll toss it to you
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| And I call it Time… |