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Written by：Carim Clasmann/Galia Durant

Hello

Get out the abacus and count this

A funny story with a dark twist

The target so big that you can't miss

Me

Composing

And every page I turn I want more

I never know the next thing in store

'Cause you excite me like a locked door

Does

Like a liquid

I want to take your voice and drink it

There doesn't seem to be a limit

To all the things that I could do

I know how I want it to go

I know how I want it to be

Don't make me think before I speak

Or make me hold my horses

Hold tight

We saddled up if you can ride light

If you just think it then you'll be fine

Fingers crossed that it's the right time

This time

Through a fat swamp

We can visit for a fun romp

I really want to do the high jump

Taking a risk will do us all some good

I know how I want it to go

I know how I want it to be

Don't make me think before I speak

Or make me hold my horses

I've got my eye on the prize

Look at my eyes

My beady eyes are alight

They're alight

And though I don't know what comes next

I will not hold my horses

Hello

Get out the abacus and count me

A funny feeling says I won't be

The target so big that you can't miss

Me

I know how I want it to go

I want it to go

I know how I want it to be

I want it to

Don't make me think before I speak

Or make me hold my horses

I've got my eye on the prize

Look at my eyes

My beady eyes are alight

They're alight

And though I don't know what comes next

I will not hold my horses

I know what you're thinking

I know how you see me

Although it hurts

You're probably right