Wriggle worm river
Have you lost your way?
Your tail goes this way
Your head that
Your middle circles round
and round yet again
Wriggle worm river
Would you like
a map?
Thirty Thousand Feet

I'm tip toeing thru cotton candy
Stop the plane
Open the window
I want to taste

There's a star
a winkin'and twinklin'
at me
oh, I've wish't on
you before,
But before I go
perhaps I could
once more?
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