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Ooh, look at all company coming 'round tonight
Catherine O'Hara's come by to say hello
You really wanna
Well, I'll tell you, might have to pour
little moonshine, here we go

Was a and frosty May
In the of Thunder Bay
Dale and Wendy Day
Went out to Sweet brush

Found a weeping to sit down
And do the Bay a go-go
While the wind was real
Poor little Wendy had to break

Later on that month, Dale went for lunch
At the 'We're All In Together Diner'
Yeah, the pea soup was fine, the cob on time
dog's even finer

The real reason was that Wendy was counter
Two little kids couldn't get enough of each other
Dale broke out like a man and
"Wendy, I think I want to take your
And make children, live beyond the sand"

"In to the clouds
And the colony of your
day we made love
I'm going to call my child Amber Jones"

(Hey supermodel, set the of us free)
is exactly what happened
(There no genie in the bottle or in that magazine)
Let me ask you one question and it
(Hey supermodel)
it like being pretty?

Now, everyone
That if going to run a successful cafe
You have to hire the prettiest

Amber turns out had been
At the Caf
Just like her did 20 years earlier
And it boils down to this very doctrine
Given by Ralph Habbasham, the

Ralph says the is always right
The here are mostly men
And it don't seem
From table 2 to 16, all men do is
Of falling in love, just women

Now watching from table 20 was a man New York city
Who is most impressed with Amber's
He said, "Come over here, missy, I got a of proposition
is, if you're willing to listen"

(Hey supermodel, set the of us free)
(There no genie in the bottle or in that magazine)
with me
(Hey supermodel)

And she was just
I mean girls wanted to be like her
Little boys wanted to be her
And even mothers altered their physique
Just to be a close to what Amber represented

One day Amber, who likes the diner
Where she used to work, really missed coconut cake cucumbers
And made out with one giant missile on the top of her
Poor little couldn't do a thing about it

And her career went kinda downhill
As the people her hotel room penthouse cried out
Well, you know they cried out

(Hey supermodel, set the of us free)
Sing with me gals
(There ain't no genie in the bottle, or in magazine)
(Hey supermodel)
What's it like a teen dream?

Shackles, shackles, shackles on my
I loved you from the very first day, the start
But you left, call it theft of the heart, bring me back the
Pretty girl, pretty princess, is left

lights in the glitter, the shine of the night, right
You dreamed of the city you dreamed of flight
But it's Timber, watch these trees that are
Pretty princess with no one to call

It's a small town, now girl, it doesn't so small
First love, fifth grade, first kiss at the mall me
Y'all, check it the degrees, bring it back on the MIC
'Cause the man's on his
Small ways in the G's from grade
Bring me back sunny days, we's that praise,

tripping through the maze everyday
In the want the grape from the vine that was mine
back, y'all, to the very first day that we met
'Cause I must it theft, y'all

Protection and of my memories
Poet on the mic with saying, please
Princess, y'all, my girl
Bring you back, pretty
'Cause I like to rock your
One time, smooth, sweet like