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We only have the weekend You can serve it to me, ancient-city style We can party like it’s B.C. With a pretty sixteenth-century

  There will be blood, run for your life Go on and say, go on and say your last goodbye There will be

Pack it, box it, flip it, top it With a bow tie ribbon, stop it Eatin’ all the rainbow cookies