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This might be a pool like I've read of in books |
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Connected to one of those underground brooks |
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An underground river that starts here and flows |
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Right under the bathtub and then who knows |
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It's possible, anything's possible |
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It might go along down where no one can see |
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Right under state highway, two hundred and three |
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Right under the wagon, right under the toes |
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Of Mrs. Umbroso, who's hanging out clothes |
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It's possible, anything is possible |
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It's possible, anything is possible |
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This might be a river, now mightn't it be |
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Connecting McElligot's pool with the sea |
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Then maybe some fish might be swimming |
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Swimming towards me |
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Oh, the sea is so full of a number of fish |
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And if a fellow is patient, he might get his wish |
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And that's why I think I'm not such a fool |
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When I sit here and fish in McElligot's pool |
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It's possible, anything's possible |
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It's possible, anything's possible |
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Well, this might be a river, mightn't it be |
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Connecting McElligot's pool with the sea |
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Then maybe some fish might be swimming |
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Swimming towards me |
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I still think that I'm not such a fool |
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When I sit here and fish in McElligot's pool |
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It's possible, it's possible |
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Anything is possible |
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It's possible |
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Anything is possible |
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It's possible, possible |
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It's possible, it's possible |