| Though you can’t intimidate the trees
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| A snowman sweating in a terrible breeze
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| Put on your new pants move out to France
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| All the skeletons in your closet
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| Are rummaging through your clothes
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| Looking through your shoe boxes and pockets
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| Gum wrappers and dumb love notes
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| People say your brain is like cream cheese
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| Takes the shape of anything you please
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| The dust from the trails under your fingernails
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| All the skeletons in your closet
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| Are rummaging through your clothes
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| Looking through your shoe boxes and pockets
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| Gum wrappers and dumb love notes
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| The leaves in the Luxembourg Garden
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| Are showing their true colors
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| They’re blushing they’re begging your pardon
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| 'Cuz time’s a jealous lover
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| I recall the first time
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| That you passed me by
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| And I saw my demise
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| In your stained glass eyes
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| All the skeletons in your closet
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| Are rummaging through your clothes
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| Looking through your shoe boxes and pockets
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| Gum wrappers and dumb love notes
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| Canary singing through the calico teeth
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| Everything’s exactly what it seems |