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This website takes all of Harry's and Beatles' songs and all of Michael and Dwight's lines and tries to write lyrics all on its own. More often than not, they are crap. Features:
šµ...those are the groin of the times, stop crying...šµ or
šµ...Okay, can youāsl-slouch him into the light. So bright sometimes. I'm selfish, I know. but I carry this feeling when you broke up with a pay raise...šµ or
šµ...i'm just thinking out loud. i don't ever tell you what an honor to have some kinda bladder infection....šµ
Built because I was bored.
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Year? What is a year? Time has no meaning.