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Marvelous rellena, mighty food You make me feel at ease Your warm potato shell, The golden brown casing With greasy meat inside

We are perfectly synchronized. Our feet pounding the same rhythm,… We fly like sails through the wind Catching the gusts on the flat bac… Using that mechanic momentum to mo…