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    This little man is too hot to handle
    Set the funeral on fire with the candles
    Candles
    Candles
    Praying to the gods at the top of the mountain
    They're throwing all your pennies in a fountain
    Candles

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    Your business is my business
    Don't ask for forgiveness
    Because time is a vessel and our little boat is leaking
    (Woo!)

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    Candles
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    This little man is too hot to handle
    Set the funeral on fire with the candles
    Candles
    Candles
    I know your hands are up, but I really can't stop
    Your sword is sharp, so I wanna chop, chop, chop, chop
    Candles
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    Luck, here, matters when walking under ladders
    'Cause time is an arrow and our little bow has no strings
    This little man is too hot to handle
    Set the funeral on fire with the candles
    Candles

    Candles
    My little heart is cold as a morgue
    Let the weight of it drop like an iceberg
    Candles
    Candles
    (Woo!)

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    Composition: Stu Mackenzie

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