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my friend has my favorite teeth. they bend backwards when she breathes, and it whistles. and sweetness is all sweetness was. bees are black eyed birds that buzz. and my love has my favorite ears, they lean forwards when she hears. and you can't talk without your tongue, don't try to drown without your lungs. well, my snail has my favorite slow, the shell helps the snail, still the skin lays low. and if my snail has my favorite slow then my cold has my favorite snow. but if my snail's cold and comes to a halt then my sea has my favorite salt. the salt keeps the sea from feeling sweet, and my toes have my favorite feet. and if I sweat salt and the Earth sweats heat. oh Michigan, Michigan state how I'd love to live in you.
outta here outta here outta here
how i wish i was outta here.
outta here outta here outta here
how i wish i was outta here.