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there's a hermit crabon my guitarand he's singingto mei know that if i sing his songi won't get farbut he's singingto mei'm just making this up nowthere's nothing to sing aboutexcept for my true hatei guess that's somethingi couldn't write an entire songabout what you did wrongi don't have the heartbut if i did it would be in drop Dthere's a hermit crabon my guitarand he's dancingfor mei know that if i dance his danceSongtextei won't get farbut he's dancingfor meif you don't know whythis song is about nothingi won'texplaini know i said this would bein drop Di'm sorryi didn't have the time at allthe time to tune downto tune you outto tune you out Aus Songtexte Mania