| The dogwood’s in bloom
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| Take off your shoes
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| You cannot choose your family, oh
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| There’s nothing we can do
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| But screw
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| And booze and amphetamines, oh
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| In the springtime, in the house
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| I was determined to work it out
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| Oh, in the springtime, in the house
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| The neighbors heard us scream and shout
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| And somewhere a screw got loose along the way
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| And your manners have gone away
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| And I believe that there will come a day
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| I believe that you will chase me away
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| So they can’t prove
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| Love is not enough for you
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| There’s nothing I can do
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| 'Cause I fell in love with you
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| In the springtime, in the house
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| I was determined to work it out
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| Oh, in the springtime, in the house
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| I never told you I had my doubts
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| And somewhere a screw got loose along the way
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| And our manners have gone away
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| And I believe that there will come a day
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| I believe that you will chase me away
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| So that you can prove
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| Love is not enough for you
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| You thought I was your muse
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| But all along it was you
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| And the dogwood’s in bloom
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| There’s nothing we can do
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| But screw, oh |