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Music & Lyrics: Chan Kinchla & John Popper |
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I'm mulling it over |
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Thoughts at a grasp |
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You know I'm taking it in now |
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So much, so fast |
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I'm riding a feeling |
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Into deeper seas |
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I can't seem to fret now |
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It don't bother me |
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'Cause I'm mulling it over, yeah |
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Said I'm mulling it over |
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I said I'm mulling it over |
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I said I'm mulling it over |
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Oh, mulling it over... |
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I said I'm mulling it mulling it |
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Mulling it mulling it |
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Mulling it over mulling it over |
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Twinkle twinkle little star |
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Wish I could afford a guitar |
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Sing a song of sixpence, pocketful of rye |
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Wish it was more than crumbs I could buy |
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Meet forever after |
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Don't he dress real well |
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You know he's clutching his chest now |
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Or couldn't you tell |
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Desperate to score now |
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No matter how hard he tries |
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You know he's strung out on future |
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See it in his eyes |
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And I'm mulling it over |
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Said I'm mulling it over |
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I said I'm mulling it over |
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I said I'm mulling it over and over and over and over and over, yeah |