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| Seasons don't fear the reaper...Nor do the wind the sun or the rain (we can be like they are)...Come on baby (don't fear the reaper)...Baby take my hand (don't fear the reaper)...We'll be able to fly | |
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| Baby I'm your m-a-a-a-a-n...La-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la-la...don't fear the reaper! | |
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