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Sittin' in Mangrove valley chasing light beams |
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Everything wanders from baby to Z |
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Baby, baby, babe, pretty it all on Tuesday |
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Old like a rum drinkin' demon at tea |
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Baby, baby, tell me what's the matter? |
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What, what tell me what's your why how? |
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Tell me why will you never come home? |
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Tell me what's your reason if you've got a good one |
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Everywhere I go the people all know |
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Everyone is doin' that rag |
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Everywhere I go the people all know |
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Everyone is doin' that rag |
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Take my line and go fishin' for a Tuesday |
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Maybe take my supper, eat it down by the sea |
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Gave my baby twenty or forty good reasons |
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Couldn't find any better ones in the mornin' at three |
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The rain gonna come but the rain gonna go you know |
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Steppin' off sharply from the rank and file |
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Awful cold and dark like a dungeon |
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Maybe get a little bit dark before the day |
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Hipsters, flipsters, real cool chicksters |
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Everyone is doin' that rag |
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Hipsters, flipsters, real cool chicksters |
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Everyone's doin' that rag |
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You needn't gild the lily, offer jewels to the sunset |
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No one is watchin' or standin' in your shoes |
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Wash your lonely feet in the river in the morning |
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Everything promised is delivered to you |
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Don't neglect to pick up what your share is |
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All the winter birds are wingin' home now |
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Hey love, go and look around you |
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Nothing out there you haven't seen before now |
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Wading in the water and you'll never get wet |
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If you keep on doin' that rag |
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Wading in the water and you'll never get wet |
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If you keep on doin' that rag |
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One eyed jacks and the deuces are wild |
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And the aces are crawlin' up and down your sleeve |
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Come back here, baby Louise |
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And tell me the name of the game that you play |
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Is it all fall down? Is it all go under? |
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Is it all fall down? Is it all go under? |
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Is it all fall down? Is it all go under? |
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