Gather around, all you clowns
Crouch down with me in the florida room
It's way before four
The moon wouldn't never
give us up, It's not yet up over
Us, It's way before four
We'll call her cell
When she starts into work in the dark
The thing will ring
before she points that key ring thing,
What a shock!
It's her 1st birthday call.
Raise Your Glasses!
We'll sing her praises
Work can go jump tonight
It's a day that this Play
Has costume changes galore
And more
What's more
There's more
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