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Ingrid Michaelson


Don't you worry there my honey.

We might not have money,

But we have our love to pay the bills.

Maybe I think you're cute and funny.

Maybe I wanna do what bunnies do, with you.

Let's get rich and buy our parents' homes in the South of France

Let's get rich and give everybody nice sweaters

And teach them how to dance.

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