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Flowers On The Wall |
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Statler Brother |
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I keep hearin' you're concerned about my happiness |
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But all that thought you've given me is conscience I guess |
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If I were walkin' in your shoes, I wouldn't worry none |
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While you and your friends are worryin' 'bout me, I'm havin' lots of fun |
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Countin' flowers on the wall, that don't bother me at all |
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Playin' solitaire 'til dawn, with a deck of fifty-one |
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Smokin' cigarettes and watchin' "Captain Kangaroo" |
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Now don't tell me |
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I've nothin' to do |
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Last night I dressed in tails, pretended I was on the town |
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As long as I can dream it's hard to slow this swinger down |
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So please don't give a thought to me, I'm really doin' fine |
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You can always find me here and havin' quite a time |
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It's good to see you, I must go, I know I look a fright |
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Anyway, my eyes are not accustomed to this light |
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And my shoes are not accustomed to this hard concrete |
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So I must go back to my room and make my day complete |
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Don't tell me |
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I've nothin' to do |
