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She's the Bass
She sails her ax
Like a harpie on the main,
one last lick
And she brings on the crane;
One last note
Like a death toll bridge,
She raises the heat
As she reaches the ridge.
Like a harpie on the main,
one last lick
And she brings on the crane;
One last note
Like a death toll bridge,
She raises the heat
As she reaches the ridge.
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