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Later

Hang on one second there's the phone Wait for me we'll chat alone Don't hang up I'm almost there Mark my words I'll come to bare Hold your horses I'm not quite done Almost through not having fun One more minute Should be quick I'll catch you up should thing's get thick Hold that thought Wait for it What'd you wager he'd be twit Almost done Not much further Can't quite make much of dearther Hope for time Not too happy What'd you say I call back later?

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