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stop whistlin' To let know what they've been missing the jukebox on The we play will blow the system
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Don't whistlin' To let know What they've missing Turn your up The song we will blow the system
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But that should be the first No ones been, no been The carpenter I've Building you cabinet
burying Those heroes as gasping But should be the last thing