you know, right before mike left for the actual very last time,
he scooped up a ladybug on a piece of paper and gave it to me
but then it flew away because it was a living thing
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I know your teeth are shut and proud
But there are rhythms in the city
That make your head feel loud
Uh-huh so get it out, get it out
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