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I stood on the roof, stood toward dark |
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To get a better look at the Fledderjons' lawn |
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Big sharp pistols, ammo too |
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Nothing but books about World War II |
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Rottweiler, Dobermann, a Pinkerton guard |
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I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard |
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I ain't allowed |
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No, I ain't allowed |
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I said, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard |
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I seen a python swallowing a Dobermann whole |
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Piranhas swimming in a mixing bowl |
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Buzz Fledderjon |
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Paper's full of stabbings, the sky's full of crows |
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She's singing in Italian while she's hanging out her clothes |
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Carp in the bathtub and it's raining real hard |
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I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard |
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I said that I ain't allowed |
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No, I ain't allowed |
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No, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard. |
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Well, the sailor's ringing doorbells, the sinner's in the pew |
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Weathervane's squeaking to the west |
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I seen the cliffs of Dover and the deepest ocean blue |
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One thing in the world I can't recommend to you |
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Because I ain't allowed |
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I said, I ain't allowed |
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No, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard |
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I said, I ain't allowed |
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No, I ain't allowed |
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I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard |
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I ain't allowed |
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I ain't allowed |
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I said, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard |
