Some days start off pretty easy; a little play with Oma in the hallway...
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| This looks like a long way |
Then there is my fitness regime...
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| Ok just let me get stated. |
And then there are my outings when I get out to see my public.
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| Too late; they just saw me. |
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| .So I have to put up with a mob scene. |
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| And then I get handed around like a piece of meat and Oma is just standing by. |
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| Then in the evening I'll have a jam session with Opa |
Well some days are like that. I guess if one has the fame, one has responsibilities.
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