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Climb, climb into the rocket
And we set the fuse to go, go go Head start, cosy in the rocket And I need to go, go, go,go Tip top ready for the sky And I'm tip top ready to go Tip top ready for the sky And I'm tip top ready to go,go,go Come, come, fly into my palm And collapse Oh oh, suppose you'll never know Nobody knows where they might end up Nobody knows Nobody knows where they might wake up Nobody knows Nobody knows where they might end up Nobody knows Nobody knows where they might wake up Nobody knows Tick tack toe, you're fitting into place And now the old ways don't seem true Stick stop blue you're only shifting I In the same old shape you always do Tip top ready for the rocket And I'm tip top ready to go Tip top ready for the sky And I'm tip top ready to go, go go Come, come, fly into my palm And collapse Oh oh, suppose you'll never know Come, come, fly into my palm And collapse Oh oh, suppose you'll never know |
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