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Now there's a certain thing |
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That I learned from Jim |
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That he'd always make sure I'd understand |
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And that is that there's a certain way that all must swim |
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If we expect to live off of the fat of the land |
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Open the door, Rachel |
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I've heard it said before |
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Open the door, Rachel |
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I've heard it said before |
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But I ain't gonna hear it said no more |
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Now there's a certain thing |
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That I learned from my friend, Mouse |
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That fella who never blushes |
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And that is that one must always flush out his house |
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If he don't expect to be housing flushes |
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Open the door, Rachel |
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I've heard it said before |
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Open the door, Rachel |
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I've heard it said before |
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But I ain't gonna hear it said no more |
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"Take care of all of your memories", said Mick |
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"For you cannot relive them |
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And remember when you're out there |
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Tryin' to heal the sick |
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That you must always first forgive them" |
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Open the door, Rachel |
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I've heard it said before |
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Open the door, Rachel |
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I've heard it said before |
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But I ain't gonna hear it said no more |
