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I met you
Through some avenue
In a trip around the sun
That always seems to shine on time

On a whim
Supernaturally
Light of my nine lives
For what purpose is certain

Virginia

 
I know it is my unbelief
That keeps me in this loop
But as I touch the white fur fringe
Of his red velvet suit
I ask again a second time 
For simply one small thing
The Ultra-Fantastic, Super-Fly, Retro Decoder Ring