My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
And they're like it's better than yours
Damn right it's better than yours
I can teach you but I have to charge.
Leave me alone, for you know this isn't the first time
In fact, this is twice in a row
That the angels have slipped through our landslide
And filled up our garden with snow
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