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Let me put the Ki-a Inside your soul   Take your heart out of park So I can drive you away From your past   Reverse, no more When we hit curves We can be neutral  
The ginger, the bucklebunny, occasionally The +1, I'm called a lot of names, but one always jumps the gun. It depends on how you meet me, and what we're calling fun, It depends on if I'm being flirty, calling you my hun.
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