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Song title: They Might Be Giants - CloisonnÃƒÂ©

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Mind your business, mind your business
Mind your never-shut, Quonset hut business
My craft is exploding, it's like I'm making cloisonnÃƒÂ©
Choking on my dust with my three blind cats

You have a friend in law enforcement
Don't go calling law enforcement
Business, mind your business

Got too busy explaining
Now it's just raining pain
Pain in the form of a rain drop
Yes, a rain drop made of pain

Tell 'em the story, rain drop
I don't wanna tell 'em, mister
Tell 'em the story, rain drop
I don't wanna tell 'em, mister

Keep your voice down, keep your voice down
Keep your window-shaking, godforsaken voice down
I'm sick of this beeswax
I'm sick of these second-story sleaze stake
Breathing on my dice, giving me back rubs

When I'm deep in concentration
You start getting no conversation

Sleaze stake, what's a sleaze stake?
That's your heart attack, towel rack
Fallback, you got no doctors
All your doctors have gone home
What's a sleaze stake? What's a sleaze stake?

You have a friend in law enforcement
Don't go calling law enforcement
CloisonnÃƒÂ©

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