| Here’s a door and here’s a window
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| Here’s a ceiling, here’s a floor
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| The room is lit like a black and white movie
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| And the TV’s on: that’s what it’s for
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| And if you walk real slowly
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| You can feel the planet breathe
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| There’s no need to feel so lowly
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| Now that we’ve all learned to give
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| Accidently Kelly Street
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| Where friends and strangers sometimes meet
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| Accidently Kelly Street
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| I never thought life could be so sweet
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| In the garden birds are singing
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| The sun is shining on the path
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| The wind is talking to the flowers
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| And dogs and cats all take a bath
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| And if you stop that talking
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| You can hear the traffic sigh
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| Throw away those keys, start walking
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| And watch those tiny things go by
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| Accidently Kelly Street
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| Where friends and strangers sometimes meet
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| Accidently Kelly Street
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| I never thought life could be so sweet
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| It’s Sunday everyday
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| And there’s no need to rush around
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| Inside of everybody
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| There’s sun and laughter to be found
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| It seems that we’re on holidays
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| And sleeping in is not a sin
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| All the housework’s done by tea time
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| And feeling good about the way I’ve been
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| Perhaps this optimism will crash on down
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| Like a house of cards
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| I know that my decision to change my life
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| Was not that hard
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| Accidently Kelly Street
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| Where friends and strangers sometimes meet
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| Accidently Kelly Street
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| I never thought life could be so sweet
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| Accidently Kelly Street
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| Where friends and strangers sometimes meet
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| Accidently Kelly Street
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| I never thought life could be so sweet
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| Accidently, accidently
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| Accidently Kelly Street
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| I never thought life could be so sweet |