| Like the wallpaper sticks to the wall
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| Like the seashore clings to the sea
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| Like you’ll never get rid of your shadows, Sarah
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| Jeff, you’ll never get rid of me
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| Let all the others fight and fuss
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| Whatever happens, we’ve got us (Me)
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| We’re closer than pages (and)
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| That stick in a book (My sha-)
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| We’re closer than ripples (shadow!)
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| That play in a brook, perfect!
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| Wherever you find her, (walking down)
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| You’ll find me just look (the avenue)
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| Closer than a miser or the bloodhounds to Liza
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| Closer than smog is to all of L.A. (Me and my)
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| We’re close than Bobby is to JFK (shadow)
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| Not a soul can bust this team in two
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| We stick together like glue
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| And when it’s sleeping time
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| That’s when we’re gonna rise
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| We’ll start to swing
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| That’s when we swing to the skies! |
| (That's when we start to swing)
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| Our clocks don’t chime
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| What a surprise
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| They ring-a-ding-ding!
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| Happy New Year!
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| And now to repeat what I said at the start (me and my)
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| They’ll need a large crowbar to break us apart (sha-a-a-a-a-a-dow)
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| We’re alone but far from blue
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| Before we get finished, we’ll make the town roar
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| We’ll change that name Redskins, is that such a chore?
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| Then we’ll tackle climate change, hats off to Al Gore
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| Life is gonna be we-wow-whee!
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| For my shadow and me!
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| Hey Sarah!
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| Yes, Jeff?
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| Um, could you--wait a minute…
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| Till Brönner!
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| Isn’t that the best trumpet you’ve ever heard?
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| It’s like cutting hot butter with a knife
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| Yes! |
| You phrasemaker, well done! |
| Hey recently I’ve been keeping my butter out
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| at night, uh, so that it’s soft in the morning. |
| Is that risky? |
| I love soft
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| butter
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| It’s not risky! |
| You can do that with butter, you can leave it out
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| Okay, I’m taking that to the bank. |
| What was I going to say. |
| Oh, I know--could
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| you do me a favor, Sarah?
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| Yes, anything
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| Could we take it just one more time?
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| From the top?
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| No from the ending, I love that ending!
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| Before we get finished, we’ll make the town roar
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| Just like Michael Corleone, we’ll settle old scores
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| Then we’ll talk to Vitero and dress up like whores!
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| Life is gonna be we-wow-whee!
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| For my shadow and me!
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| In Jurassic Park, scary in the dark
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| I am scared that I’ll get eaten
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| Oh Sarah don’t be scared of that!
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| (Jeff makes purring noise)
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| Fellas!
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| Sarah Silverman, Ladies and Gentlemen!
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| My god, a national treasure!
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| International treasure!
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| Cosmic treasure!
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| My god, there she goes, there she goes |