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SINGER: Polaris
SONG:Ivy Boy
Holy holly, she don't approve at all she thinks that she's a pony prancing in the front hall she sleeps with a saddle on gets up and rides at dawn nobody knows what's wrong but she can't keep her trousers on Humpty mudumpty she's all better now she thought that she was somebody else for a while a house at the north pole she went for her daily stroll wearin' a wig and a mink stole, that she's the daughter of rock and roll. Ivy boy, he couldn't be trusted feeling his face was familiar tried to be like a monthly haul living like a rubber ball found himself in montreal ivy couldn't deal at all
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