| Last time I was walking by your house
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| I saw a stranger in the window looking out.
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| And I waved in a shy kind of reserved way
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| and he did not wave back.
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| And I realized that it was not your house at all.
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| One time when I was in the bath
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| all my fears started to drown me.
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| So I quickly let the water out.
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| I quickly jumped up and ran about the house
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| with no clothes on.
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| Drippin' wet.
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| Scared to death.
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| This was it.
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| This was the end.
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| So I called up a friend on the phone
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| and she said
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| «Come on over. |
| Got some hamburger helper.
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| Got some leafy whole wheat bread.
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| Got some good wine to drink.
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| Got some video tapes that don’t exactly say much of anything.»
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| When the volcano erupted our conversation was quickly
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| interrupted.
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| And you ubruptly jumped up and ran to the car.
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| Screeched out of the driveway.
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| Left me standing in the lava.
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| What could I say?
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| What could I say?
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| Victim of a volcano.
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| Burn me down.
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| Burn me down.
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| Melt me to the ground.
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| Well that’s what you get for living next to a volcano
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| that could go off and spill all over. |