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I walk into the corner of my room
See my friends in high places
I don't know which is which or who is whom
They've stolen each other's faces
Janet is there with her high head and hair
Full of bedroom feathers
Janet is known to make dead men groan
In any kind of weather
I crawl over to her
I say hey baby
I say hey Janet
You are the one, you are the sun
And I'm your dutiful planet
But she ain't down with any of that
Cause she's heard that shit before
And I say uh huh, oh yeah you're right
Cause I see Betty X standing by the door

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And it's getting strange in here
Yeah it's getting stranger every year

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