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I know my house floods at the basement |
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In all, I'd sell it if I could |
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In the winter time, the kitchen is freezing |
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Because my furnace is not good |
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If you accept my true intention |
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To find a house for all of us |
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My mind's eye can see ... dimension |
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That defies its adorable size where the garden is lush |
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Let's get put out to pasture |
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Let's go underground |
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Let's sit up in the thatched roof rafters |
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Where we can listen to the sound |
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If anything here babbles |
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Like a brook in a stream or a little child |
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I wanna live then in a hollow glen |
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Where the buttercup roams wild |
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Give me shelter of a doll-like proportion |
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Roll me over in the sparkling dune |
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Far from town, lay me down on the marshy stones |
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On the warm wet ground |
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I wanna buy deceited hearts for you |
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On an Afternoon of the Faun |
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Afternoon of the Faun |
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Afternoon of the Faun |
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On an Afternoon of the Faun |
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(Afternoon of the Faun) |
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(Afternoon of the Faun) |
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(Afternoon of the Faun) |
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(Afternoon of the Faun) |
