That girl in the tracksuit
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Has something about her.
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It feels like if you opened that zipper,
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She could become anything at all.
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Searching for something important, she could go to the ocean floor.
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When the upwelling gets to be too much, then the ribbon comes off, too.
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I'll go out to meet you
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The moment your distress sign
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I'll step forward with my tongue out.
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If there's danger, I get fired up.
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That girl in the tracksuit is waiting for something,
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So she can make them drink it in.
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It may be coincidence, but still, once you meet her, something just connects,
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Like a bottle washed up on the shore from across the sea.
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The reason I want to fight
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Is that I've come to love you.
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To run away from that...
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My chest is full of agitation;
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It's calling out for my friends.
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While you decode the password
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That blocks the way, overcome!
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When you've come to the bounds of outer space,
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So I'll let go of restraint;
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And so, picturing in my mind
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The mischief we enjoyed,
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I'll step forward with my tongue out.
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Even in danger, I'll extend my hand.
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Kick up a gust of wind,
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Hard enough that any footprints disappear.
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