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You play the big guitars
Your heater drives your heart
You go like the real start
It’s dead field in your heart
Like you could be so cute
With just one little flute
Six holes on a stick
You’ll be blowing
With six holes on a stick
Six holes on a stick
Like you could be so cute
Like you could be so cute
Like you could be so cute
Like you could be so cute
Like you could be so cute
Like you could be so cute
Six holes on a stick
You’ll be blowing
With six holes on a stick
Six holes on a stick