Ah ha, she felt comatose waiting for this thing to grow
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Ah ha, she’s impatient 'cause she wants it now and so it shows
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Ah ha, she can’t be bothered by the ties that bind her
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Ah ha, 'cause she’s united when it strangles everything it holds
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She’s looking through the wrong end
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She’s looking through the wrong end
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She’s looking through the wrong end of the telescope
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Turn it around, turn it around
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Ah ha, ah ha, ah
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Ah ha, ah ha, ah
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Ah ha, she closed the door with the intention of not looking back
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Ah ha, but missed her step because she didn’t have a steady track
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Ah ha, she can’t be bothered by the mistakes she’s made
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Ah ha, 'cause she’s forgetting that’s what guides you to the rightful path
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She’s looking through the wrong end
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She’s looking through the wrong end
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She’s looking through the wrong end of the telescope (turn it around)
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Turn it around, turn it around
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Ah ha, well, as suspected, back at home it grew out of control
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Ah ha, well, that can happen when you leave things to a little girl
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Ah ha, so now she’s left without an option at hand |
Ah ha, she better tend to it or she won’t have another chance
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She’s looking through the wrong end
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She’s looking through the wrong end
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She’s looking through the wrong end of the telescope
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Turn it around, turn it around
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She’s looking through the wrong end
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She’s looking through the wrong end
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She’s looking through the wrong end of the telescope (turn it around)
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Turn it around, turn it around
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Ah ha, ah ha, ah
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Ah ha, ah ha, ah
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(Oh oh oh oh oh)
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Ah ha, ah ha, ah
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(Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh)
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(Oh oh oh oh oh)
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Ah ha, ah ha, ah
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(Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh)
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(Oh oh oh oh oh)
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Ah ha |