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Did you ever sleep in a bear pit |
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With apple cores and mice along |
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Did you ever lay on ice and grit |
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Or search for a place where the wind was gone |
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Did you ever tramp up endless hills |
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Past cosy homes with secret beds |
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Did you ever dream of a suicide pill |
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And wake up cold to the smell of bread |
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Well I have slept there badly twice |
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And shared my straw with scratchin mice |
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Although you'll find some deep brown hair |
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I'll tell you something for nothing |
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There ain't no bears in there (cache cache) |
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Not a single bear in there (cache cache) |
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Did you ever have to make a draw |
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For a hard wooden bench or a bed of stone |
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Did you ever jemmy a stable door |
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Or scare the horse to escape the snow |
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Did you ever invade a neat little yard |
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Wake up the children who hope for ghosts |
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Did you ever cause their dogs to bark |
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Their guests to curse their noisy hosts |
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Don't jump in expectin fun |
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Don't swagger in there with your elephant gun |
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Don't enter the cage with wavin chairs |
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Cos I'll tell you something for nothing |
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There ain't no bears in there (cache cache) |
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Not a single bear in there (cache cache) |
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Did you ever pass the police at work |
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And hope that they might take you in |
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Did you ever wonder why music hurts |
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When someone plays it aloof to sin |
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Did you ever believe that a smile could cure |
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A happy face keep you warm at night? |
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Were you ever fooled by laughters lure |
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Only to find that they laughed in spite? |
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Chorus: (as above) |
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Did you ever finally find a place |
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A soft warm bed in a room of flowers |
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And when you finally laid down your face |
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You found you slept for a hundred hours |
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A hundred hours. |
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There ain't no bears in there (cache cache) |
