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Chorus
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Fruitcakes in the kitchen, fruitcakes on the street
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Struttin' naked through the crosswalk in the middle of the week
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Half-baked cookies in the oven, half baked people on the bus
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There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us
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Paradise, lost and found. Paradise, take a look around
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I was out in California where I hear they have it all
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They got riots, fires, and mudslides. They got sushi in the mall
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Water bars and brontosaurs, Chinese modern lust
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Shake and bake life with the quake, the secret's in the crust
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Verse 2:
Spoken: Speakin' of Fruitcakes, how 'bout the government?
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"We lost or martian rocketship", the high-paid sposkesman said
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Looks like that silly rocket ship has lost its cone-shaped head
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We spend 90 jillion dollars, tryin' a get a look at Mars
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I hear Universal laughter ringin' out among the stars
Chorus
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Fruitcakes in the Galaxy, Fruitcakes on the Earth
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Struttin' naked towards Eternity, we've been that way since birth
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Half-baked cookies in the oven, half-baked people on the bus
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There's a little bit of Fruitcake left in everyone of us
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