| I’m just sittin' in a vacant lot with a bird sittin' on my head
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| I’m just sittin' in a vacant lot with a bird sittin' on my head
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| Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
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| What have you done to me?
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| I belong in someone’s arms
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| Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
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| This is no kind of life
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| I should have a house and bed
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| We’re just sittin' in a vacant lot and we haven’t got a dime
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| The bird and me, lonely as can be, we’re together all the time
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| Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
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| What have you done to me?
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| I belong in someone’s arms
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| Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
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| What I say is no lie
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| We’ve been sittin' here so long
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| I’m just sittin' in a vacant lot
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| (both) The things we want we haven’t got need a tree and house and bed
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| (both) Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
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| What have you done to me? |