Blasting down the highway In my Batmobile. You squealed in delight, We`re going to Paris. Caught between my passport And a rootbeer float. I turned the car around, Cause you made fun of me. You tell me I`m Ridiculous. A clown, So preposterous. Who would believe the King was the Joker, Hiding behind His confidence?
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