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Mama's in the kitchen with onions |
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Daddy's in the back with ol' Hank |
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Thinking 'bout the lasers and bunions |
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Talking disability ranks |
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No, we didn't have too much money |
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Just enough to make the dead ends meet |
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Me, I'm on the back of my hobby horse |
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Far away in some desert town |
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Miles from a civilization |
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Miles from a fortified town |
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Down in that basement it's sunny |
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We cannot stay down there for too long |
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Back then, it all seemed so funny |
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Toys were toys and boys were boys |
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The simple nights and easy joys, all right |
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Come out for another day |
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Upstairs mama's making some crepes, yeah |
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From a fancy recipe book |
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To me they just look like tortillas |
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Boy, that mama can cook |
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Soon, she will be calling for grub, yeah |
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I can't wait for such a sight this long |
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Back then, it all seemed so funny |
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Toys were toys and boys were boys |
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The easy nights and simple joys, all right |
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Come out for another day |
