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  1. When he was at his height
    His proclamations made your leg tingle
    Now he’s such a sight
    you realize he has an IQ of a stack of Pringles.

    And then you wonder how it all came about
    It’s too late now there’s no gettin’ out
    You fell in love, and love is the tender trap

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