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Be my little SOSBe the feline on my chestFahrenheit or Celsius you melt away all my distressBe my little space heaterDrain the juice in the meterI'm Sir Shackleton stuck on this frozen poleSo please be my EskimoLife may throw its icicles and freeze us to the folliclesLet's be little polar bears and sleep without our underwearThere's a mirror surrounded by lights In the dressing room of your mind in the back of your eyesThere you sit and you make up you mind And you smile at yourself and get ready for lifeBe the hole in my ozoneBe the end of the cold warIf you concentrate glaciers will fade awayIt will be hilarious
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