| By now you probably have noticed
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| And i’m so relieved
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| To see while you have been leaving me be
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| That my younger sisters and brothers
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| Have all grown to be
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| Stronger and smarter than you would believe
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| But like all good things it did not last
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| Your appetite returns so fast
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| And just in time for supper
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| Why would would you sweat my confession
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| What i claim to be
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| When you see the fruit as is hangs on the tree
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| While this may be the rare occasion
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| Where high tide lifts all boats
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| I’m keeping my head down under the water
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| Cause man i’ve gotta get there on my own
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| I’ve done all you have required
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| Still you feel the need
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| To quiz me on books i did not claim to read
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| Well alright
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| John Henry dies in a tunnel
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| Hammer in his hand
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| Steam drill lives on to make fools of every man
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| When i lived alone i did as i please
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| Eating paper I swung from the trees
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| But like all good things it did not last
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| Your appetite returns so fast
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| And just in time for supper |