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Pot-bellied Buddah

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It's kind of blasphemous
I shouldn't be sayin' this
But lyin' is not my particular sin
I talk to god and all
It seems like I only call
When easy turns rough and hard or dangerous
Owe more than I can carry in my fair-weather arms

(I kind of treat him like a?)

Pot bellied buddah I take down from my shelf
When I get in a pickle
When I can't help myself
My pot bellied buddah
Rub his tummy and pray
Til I'm clean out of trouble
Then I put him back on the shelf for another day

Flappin' my arms again
?danger, will robinson!
Something is spinnin' beyond my control
That's when the god of all
Shrinks to a cupie doll
Not what I mean, but do I confess
Promise whatever if he'll clean up my mess

(like he's a?)

Pot bellied buddah I take down from my shelf
When I get in a pickle
When I can't help myself
My pot bellied buddah
Rub his tummy and pray
?til I'm clean out of trouble
Then I put him back on the shelf for another day

(you have offended a xiaolin temple)

You're so much bigger than I can conceive
You pick me up off a shelf, I believe
Gave me forever
A love without end
You'll be my king and my friend

(not just )

Pot bellied buddah I take down from my shelf
When I get in a pickle
When I can't help myself
My pot bellied buddah
Rub his tummy and pray
?til I'm clean out of trouble
Then I put him back on the shelf for another day

Yeah yeah

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