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The suns out today
I try glaring at it
but lose
It never lets me win
turning away I feel it's
prickly heat slap my back
as if an ole' pal
gloating at my defeat
I hate to lose
I try glaring at it
but lose
It never lets me win
turning away I feel it's
prickly heat slap my back
as if an ole' pal
gloating at my defeat
I hate to lose
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