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Ping Pong Ping

Ping Pong Ping, Baby, Ping Pong Ping 

Dance to the bins 

Dance to the pins 


Cheers ...Cheers...Cheers...


Shrills of the ups 

Screams of the downs

We've got everything 


Cheers...Cheers...Cheers... 


Nothing is there

Out in the blues of fantasy 


Everything is here 

Just waiting to be seen... 


Now nothing to worry 


Just put your hands together 

And say it aloud


"Cheers...Cheers...Cheers" 


"Cheers...Cheers...Cheers" 


O Baaby...


"Cheers...Cheers...Cheers" 


"Cheers...Cheers...Cheers" 


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