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The mat is out The cat has a doubt In her head Do you remember all the things the bad men said? The wagon arrived The wheel is derived From the cave man Do you remember all the things that you can? The home isn't always the place to be The rome isn't always the place to see Or to emulate Do you remember all the things you left to fate? Yeah, I can't wait

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