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This is a cover of a grateful dead song |
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As i was walkin' down rubadub square |
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Not a chill to the wind but a nip to the air |
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From another direction she was caught in my eye |
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It could be an illusion but i might as well try |
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Might as well try |
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She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes |
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And i knew without asking- she was into the blues |
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She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls |
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I knew right away she was not like other girls |
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Like other girls |
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Well i ain't never been right as i ain't never been wrong |
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As heaven works out the way it does in this song (hey) |
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'cuz once in awhile you get shown in the light in the strangest of places |
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If you look at it right |
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It was the summer of love and i thank the stars above |
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Because the woman took a lovin' over me |
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And just to gain her trust i bought a microbus |
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Because i sold off all my personal property |
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A tight tye-dye dress she was a psychadelic mess |
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We toured to the north, south, east, and west |
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We sold some mushroom tea we sold some extacy we sold nitrous, opium, |
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Acid, heroin, and pcp |
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And now i hear the police comin' after me |
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Yes now i hear the police comin' after me |
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The one scarlet with the flowers in her hair she's got the police comin' |
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After me |
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But there ain't nothin' wrong with the way she moves |
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All scarlet begonias and a touch of the blues |
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And there ain't nothin' wrong with the love that's in her eye |
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I had to learn the hard way just to let her pass by |
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Let it pass by |
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Oh just let her pass by |