And maybe we've landed, and maybe we're here. I've lost track of everywhere I've been,

but there's nowhere more delicious than here,
And the baby sleeps in his monstrous room, and the boxes diminish one by one, and I have to work tomorrow but I feel good...

na na na na na na na.

<<agé chose>>

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