Round and round she goes,
when she’ll stop, no one knows.
Circle in, circle out,
all she wants is some way out.
She may shout, she may pout,
somehow she’ll find a way out.
Round and round she goes,
when she’ll stop, no one knows.
Circle in, circle out,
all she wants is some way out.
She may shout, she may pout,
somehow she’ll find a way out.
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