He is my life-jacket.He is my life-jacket.He is my life-jacket.I cannot live unless he is always in my arms.He will always come to my rescue, even if I'm about to drownHe will always come to my rescue, even if I'm about to drownHee hee hee hee hee! Boy, what a "masterpiece" this is!I think I'm gonna barf!Give it baaaack!!Give it baaaack!!Why, you...! Like you have any room to talk!!Class 1-8
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