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Blissful vengeance, rude awakenings, and self love
You make me want to dance With no pants And a peanut butter jelly sandwich. If the evening brings storms And splits my heart, I’ll sit on the ledge with you, With split pea soup. I’ll hold the moment in the back of my head, I’ll let the wind sweep through My fears And I’ll look into the mirror Of y