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Doralee, there's water in the basement. |
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Saturday, you'll be sleepin' in the tree. |
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Gone are the weeds that you tended to like children. |
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Gone are the days, the distance between. |
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Doralee, there's gravel in your bath tub. |
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Fish swam free before their ocean went. |
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Once loved a man whose heart was big and open. |
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He said he could see the beauty in a song. |
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Doralee, there are flies among the dead now. |
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Fish swam free, looking for their ocean moon. |
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Once loved a man whose heart was big and open. |
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He said he could see the beauty in a song. |