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From the current issue of MOJO:
"I'm not going out looking for it," Parton says, "but I'm open to anything. Anything's possible. Who knows? They're Led Zeppelin -- and I got the balloons!"
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I've been with 1000's of men
Again and again
They sing the same tune
They start with Byron and Shelly
And jump on your belly
And bust your balloons
Why such a poor gardener?
Nothing grows in the shade.
The mind wobbles.
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