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SINGER: The Tragically Hip
SONG:Flamenco
Does it dimish your super-capacity to love walk like a matador, don't be chicken shit and turn breezes into rivulets flamenco-sweep the air and weave the sun and stamp your feet for everyone does it exhibit your natural tendency to hate maybe a prostitute could teach you how to take a compliment maybe i'll go to new york, i'll drag you there you said, "no one drags me anywhere" does it diminish your super-capacity to love
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