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| (Michelle Lewis/ Teddy Kumpel He's a genius...from the northwest He rode into town with the circus The bearded lady and the iron man She's a dreamer...from the suburbs He nearly fell off his horse when he heard her He said "Would you like to join my caravan?" After one night together The world's changed forever as we know it And God must have a sense of humor To point 'em at each other so loaded And they're loaded He's a shut in...but I love him He's got only eight fingers with webbing between them It feels special when he holds my hand I have three heads and nine eyes I'm feeling my way But I've found where his heart lies We fit the pieces any way we can And the people stare in horror When they see us both together And we know it Cause God must have a sense of humor To point us at each other so loaded And we're loaded It's a freak show, three ring Everybody group sing - yeah, yeah It's a doomed-from-the-start thing Got to keep laughing - yeah, yeah Oh yeah Lalala lala lala He's freak, you're a geek It doesn't matter - you gotta love somebody Well he's green and you're white It's all right - you gotta love somebody You gotta love somebody Cause God must have a sense of humor To point us at each other so loaded And we're loaded I'm so loaded And we're loaded Yeah, yeah I say yeah yeah yeah yeah Ohhh yeah |