I don't think I'm breakin' down, my girl
When I tell you this old thing
That's been dancin' round my head a while
And kept me in the wings
So come on Polly, don't be shy
I've waited all this time
For just a scent of what you got
That's comin' down the line
Now don't be harsh and don't be rude
And don't be silent too
'Cause Polly dear, my greatest fear
Is that you won't be true
So come on Polly, and come on with it
You see, I gotta go
But what's that thing you say is shit
That I don't wanna know?
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