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The feeling's not the same, |
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In fact it's getting pretty tame, |
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It's just not that great anymore, |
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I guess I'll go outside |
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And flag a weasel for a ride, |
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And take it on down to the shore |
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Wallowing in fear, |
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The days and weeks that you're not here, |
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Was all the waiting in vain? |
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The day that you arrived |
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My sleeping monkey is revived, |
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But you sent him home on the train |
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Home on the train, |
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Why'd you send my monkey on a train? |
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The day that you arrived, |
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My sleeping monkey is revived, |
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But you sent him home on the train |
