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©1996 The Vladimir Zhirinovsky Fan Club

Five days ago five wheels of fire
Lifted my five friends five feet or higher.
In the five o'clock sun with a five o'clock shadow
My five friends flew right down Fifth Avenue.

Bridge:
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
I cannot play;  I'm stuck inside.

Chorus:
Five dollar.  Here five dollar.  Five and five-
Five dollar, and a coupon for next time.

Five minutes later at 5:05, 
My five flying friends were barely alive.
Their heartbeats were five beats a minute;
The five fire wheels had disintegrated.

Repeat Bridge.

Repeat Chorus.

Repeat Bridge.

Six minus one.
Two plus three.
The square root of twenty-five.
Nine and nine may be eighteen
But L-N-1-4-8 is five (approximately!).

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