Well I stuffed my stuff into a sport sac and I took the Lake St. El. Well I got off Cicero and I snuck in through one of the loading docks. And I smiled as I sucked my gem I mean to take a room at the Brack’s. Well I put things into the pockets of my parachute pants and I walked on up the street. Now Galewood makes me nervous but the corn syrup cloud’s such a lure. So I’m staying off to the side at this end of the M&M Mars tour. Well I bought a bike but the chair broke right outside of Parky’s Well the wait was making my eyes wet and sticking french fries down my throat. But I had to press on cause sweeter stuff’s on the other side of the moat. Well the cars were turning off Harlem so I had to stop and stare. And I had to gulp for air oh my heart was racing I made my escape. I’s red hot to get lemonheaded and live with Alexander the Grape.
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