Placeholder: Lay your heart, lay your soul Upon my magic carpet Now we flying To Venus just to kill time for tea, OK? Remember, surrender There's nothing you can do 'cause Love's such a joke Like a little Jack-in-the-box, You know Lay your heart, lay your soul Upon my magic carpet Now we flying To Venus just to kill time for tea, OK? Remember, surrender There's nothing you can do 'cause Love's such a joke Like a little Jack-in-the-box, You know

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Lay your heart, lay your soul Upon my magic carpet Now we flying To Venus just to kill time for tea, OK? Remember, surrender There's nothing you can do 'cause Love's such a joke Like a little Jack-in-the-box, You know

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