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The king of the jungle

Was asleep in his car

When your chances fall in your lap like that

 You've gotta recognize them for what they really are

Nobody in this house

Wants to own up to the truth

I crawl in shotgun and reach into his mouth

And grab hold of one long sharp tooth

 And hold on

 For dear life

 I hold on

Well of course he wakes up

His paw hits the horn

I am gonna regret

The day that I was born

 And then mom rushes out to the driveway

My sister too

Everyone's screaming

 I am dreaming of you

 I hold on

 For dear life

 I hold on

And my arms get sore

And my palms start to sweat

And the tears roll down my face

Till my cheeks are hot and red and soaking wet

In come the cops

They blowtorch the doors

I start wailing

The lion roars

There's no good way to end this

Anyone can see

There's this great big you

And little old me

 And we hold on

 For dear life

 We hold on

 We hold on

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