You'd have to be an acrobat to touch her Where she can feel a thing You'd have to be a racecar diver To catch up with him You'd have to be an astronaut you'd have to be a shrink You'd have to be an acrobat 'cause where they go Nobody knows She throws out her feet he holds them He stands on her hands she trips him You'd have to be an acrobat You'd have to a saint You'd have to be racecar diver 'cause where they go where they go Nobody knows
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