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super super sonic super super sonic i got my plastic combat boots i got my lunch box rifle games i got my toothpick motor skills i got my freeze dried torcher cream super super sonic super super sonic growing up in a pencil factory christianity killed the cat i don't owe nothing to doggie doggie don't owe nothing to me super super sonic super super sonic i got my private parking spot i got my favorite story book i got my plastic viking hat i got a little dirty joke super super sonic super super sonic french toast motor bike will you take me home tonight? you know i got nowhere else to go