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Caroline you're angry 'cause you sleep like a spinster |
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And you're twenty-eight |
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You've been thinking late, you couldn't catch a cold |
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Bend your head double in the goose down |
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Piling all the pillows high |
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Heave your fiercest sigh and see if that'll work |
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And the raincoat that you wore when it rained today |
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And the raincoat that you wore when it rained today |
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I think it only made it rain more |
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I think it only made it rain the more |
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And if the water's all wicking up your pant leg |
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Better wear your britches tight |
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I should teach you right, to be so down at heel |
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Going off half-cocked |
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Night shot full of arrows from the cherubim |
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Oh, the nerve of them to not draw their bows |
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And the raincoat that you wore when it rained today |
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And the raincoat that you wore when it rained today |
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I think it only made it rain more |
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I think it only made it rain the more |
