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I've got a feeling from the floorboards up |
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Call it a calling if you like that touch |
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Call it what you will |
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I really don't care too much |
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I've got a feeling and I know it's right |
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I get it most evenings, if not every night |
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It sings in the air |
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And dances like candle light |
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Oh, when we play, we play, we play |
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Mama, from the floorboards up |
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Oh, when we dance, we dance, we dance |
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Papa, from the floorboards up |
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Oh, when we sway, we sway as one |
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From the floorboards up, from the floorboards up |
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I get a feeling from the walls and chairs |
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They tell me of the things that have always been there |
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And all that is not |
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Will have to come back to dust |
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Oh, when we play, we play, we play |
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Mama, from the floorboards up |
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Oh, when we dance, we dance, we dance |
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Papa, from the floorboards up |
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Oh, when we sway, we sway as one |
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From the floorboards up, from the floorboards up |
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I've got a feeling and I know it's right |
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I get it most evenings, if not every night |
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It sings in the air |
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And dances like candle light |
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When we play, we play, we play |
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Mama, from the floorboards up |
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And when we dance, we dance, we dance |
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Daddy, from the floorboards up |
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Oh, when we sway, we sway as one |
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From the floorboards up, from the floorboards up |
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From the floorboards up |
