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Red Rover
Let's take a victory lap that lasts forever
Let's take hold of that word: forever.
Play hopscotch in the streets
Jump rope with everyone we see.
Let's get our flashlights out of our pockets
And spring into the sky like bottle rockets
It's the international day of laughing out loud
So let's make it happen every day now.
We need to break down into the freaks we were born as
Getting by with the light of our own plans
Because there's no time to waste thinking it over,
I call you over, red rover.
Let's not take this life sitting down,
Unless we're playing in a circle, taking geese down.
Let's rub carpet on our feet,
and shock everyone we meet.
I laugh alone, before I cry alone.
So let's never go back home.
We need to break down into the freaks we were born as
Getting by with the light of our own plans
Because there's no time to waste thinking it over,
I call you over, red rover.
Shout! Shout! Shout! Shout!
I'm calling you over.
Shout! Kick? Shout! Shout!
This is it, red rover.
It's time to break down into the freaks we were born as
You gotta get by with the light of your own plans
There's no time to waste thinking it over,
Because I call you over, red rover.
Let's take hold of that word: forever.
Play hopscotch in the streets
Jump rope with everyone we see.
Let's get our flashlights out of our pockets
And spring into the sky like bottle rockets
It's the international day of laughing out loud
So let's make it happen every day now.
We need to break down into the freaks we were born as
Getting by with the light of our own plans
Because there's no time to waste thinking it over,
I call you over, red rover.
Let's not take this life sitting down,
Unless we're playing in a circle, taking geese down.
Let's rub carpet on our feet,
and shock everyone we meet.
I laugh alone, before I cry alone.
So let's never go back home.
We need to break down into the freaks we were born as
Getting by with the light of our own plans
Because there's no time to waste thinking it over,
I call you over, red rover.
Shout! Shout! Shout! Shout!
I'm calling you over.
Shout! Kick? Shout! Shout!
This is it, red rover.
It's time to break down into the freaks we were born as
You gotta get by with the light of your own plans
There's no time to waste thinking it over,
Because I call you over, red rover.
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