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Where are you skippin' of today, penny pigtails?

i'm heading off to the market for some raspberry jam

i'll sell you no such thing! said the market trader

your legs are made of cotton. and they're far too long

All is not lost, Penny Pigtails! you've found yourself a

special hair.

you all look so beauticle together. a gay little quintette,

gently singing in the breeze.

- Where are you skippin' of today, Penny Pigtails?

- I'm heading off to the market for some raspberry jam.

- I'll sell you no such thing! said the market trader,

your legs are made of cotton. And they're far too long.

All is not lost, Penny Pigtails! you've found yourself a

special hair.

You all look so beauticle together. A gay little quintette,

gently singing in the breeze.