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Andreas Vesalius, He was the father, Of modern analogy, (Anatomy you idiot)
WOOOAHHHH, Then I was like WOOOAHHH, Then I was like woooaaahhhh. (Chorus)
My dog is choking, He cannot breath, look at him suffer, Poor little puppy.
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I cannot cut, a piece of paper, I get yelled at, Damn it, Why isn't it straight?
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I'm dressed as a hobbit, I'm a loser, I have no friends, That's why I wrote this song.
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