(La la la la la la la...)
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I stopped the car
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the other day
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I had to ask a little
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girl the way
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I thought she'd show me
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better if she got inside
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And once inside
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I thought I'd taker her
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for a little ride...
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So I see the children
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feel the children
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see the children
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feel the children
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all the time...
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See the children
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feel the children
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see the children
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feel the children
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all the time...
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I'm a supermarket Santa
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underneath the Christmas tree
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The little one all like to
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come and sit upon my knee
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I have to hold them tightly
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'cause they fall to the floor
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A little concern ain't
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against the law...
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So I see the children
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feel the children
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see the children
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feel the children
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all the time
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See the children
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(something something something??) all the time
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I pass by the infant school
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every single day
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I push sweeties through the fence
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but the kids just run way
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I only want to talk with them
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and join in their fun
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But all the little children do
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is run run run run run run run run...
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(La la la la la la, la la la la la la..etc..)
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See the children
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Feel the children all the time..
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See the children
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Feel the children
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See the children
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Feel the children
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All the time........
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See The Children
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The Cure |