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ALL THAT
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I wash my clothes on "cool"
I have two hips
Throw in a hooray and a bag of chips
Cause I'm all that, made of stardust
Animated by magic, bankrolled by trust
That I am going to land upright
Among the righteous day and night
Cause I'm all that, I have second sight
I see what would have been a better choice
Now I know and I have a voice
I'm all that, you know it's true
Cause we're both all that with glorious auras too.
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