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The black is yours... The gray one is mine,
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And this is for you.
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Ah hmm right, Where are the wagons?
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The wagon's to slow, Can't you ride?
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It's not the he can't ride, How is it you put it, Hon?
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They're dangerous at both ends and crafty in the middle.
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Why would I want anything with
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a mind of its own bobbing about between my legs?
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Then I should require a bicycle, Thank you very much.
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It's 1891.... I could've chartered a balloon.
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How can we make this more manageable?
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It's not as if Germany going somewhere...