Now, this is a story all about how My Peanut Butter got flipped-turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute Just Invent right there I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air In west Philadelphia born and raised On the playground was where I Designed most of my Peanuts Chillin' out Engineering, relaxin' all cool And all shootin some b-ball outside of the Berkeley When a couple of Hamburgers who were up to no good Started making Apple in my San Francisco I got in one little fight and my Tangerine got scared She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'
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