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TOUGHER THAN A BAKELITE PLATTER,
COOLER THAN A MINUS DEGREE,
STUBBORN AND SLEEK LIKE A FELINE
CYBORG UP IN A TREE,
MAN I WANNA GET IT.
HOW AM I GONNA GET IT
DOWN, DOWN, DOWN,
GET IT DOWN, GET IT DOWN?

A SIREN SONG VENUS FLYTRAP,
TEXTURE LIKE MARTIAN WAX,
MICRO-FINE GROOVES ON THE A-SIDE,
TINY SOFT SPIKES ON THE BACK -
MAN I WANNA PET IT.
HOW AM I GONNA GET IT
DOWN, DOWN, DOWN,
GET IT DOWN, GET IT DOWN?
SOMEONE CALL THE FIRE DEPARTMENT.
GET EM OUT HERE ON THE LAWN.
JUST A LITTLE WATER PRESSURE,
FRESH FRUIT FALLS TO THE GROUND.
MAN I WANNA GET IT.
HOW AM I GONNA GET IT
DOWN, DOWN, DOWN,
GET IT DOWN, GET IT DOWN?

THE FIRE CHIEF AND SOME NEW FLAME
ARE CAMPIN OUT IN MY BACK YARD,
SAYS YOUR KITTY CASH IS GARBAGE,
SAYS HE'LL TAKE A PLASTIC CARD
BUT I GOT NO CREDIT
HOW AM I GONNA GET IT
DOWN, DOWN, DOWN,
GET IT DOWN, GET IT DOWN?

NOW SOMETIMES IT MOVES LIKE A FIRE
OR A LION RUNNIN FREE.
SOMETIMES WHEN IT'S HUNGRY,
I CALL IT AND IT COMES TO ME,
BUT I ALREADY FED IT.
HOW AM I GONNA GET IT
DOWN, DOWN, DOWN,
GET IT DOWN, GET IT DOWN?

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