I keep my hands washed every time
The nail of mine will be harshed every week
My black grown hairs will be smashed by a razor every month
The sweaty clothes will sweets in the next day
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Clean Clean Clean
I keep my hands washed every time
The nail of mine will be harshed every week
My black grown hairs will be smashed by a razor every month
The sweaty clothes will sweets in the next day
My body will give up to the fresh air says good morning
The fresh tooth of mine will refreshed before sun rise
My hands will expand to the chillness of sun bath
The colourless skin turns back its colour to the next day
My own ground will owned by the
earth
So we can say that we can keep our mother earth
clean clean clean
SO MANY THINGS CROSS YOU A DAY, LIKE A ZEBRA CROSS THEY MAY HIT YOU OR WELCOME YOU BUT A CLOSE RELATION, A TRUE FRIEND WILL LEAVE FOOT PRINTS IN YOUR HEART