Polly wants a cracker.
Think I should get off her first.
I think she wants some water.
To put out the blow torch.

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It isn't me.
have some seed.
Let me clip.
Your dirty wings.
Let me take ride.
Cut yourself.
want some help.
Please myself.
I've got some rope.
You have been told.
I promise you.
I have been true.
Let me take a ride.
Cut
I want some help.
Please myself.

Polly wants a cracker.
Maybe she would like more food.
She asks me to untie her.
A chase would be nice for a few.

[Chours]...

Polly says her back hurts.
And she's just as bored as me.
She caugh me off my guard.
It amazes me, the will of instinct.

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