| Well, I walked past just yesterday
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| And I couldn’t bare that new mall no more
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| I can’t expect you all to see it my way
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| But you may not know what was there before
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| And I want them to put back my old corner store
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| Well, I walked past just like I say
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| And I felt this hurt that would not go home
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| I can’t expect that you’re gonna see it my way
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| But you may not know the trees I’ve known
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| And I want them to put back my old corner store
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| I know it costs more money to shop there
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| But this was love, this was love
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| I know you had to pay more money
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| I’ll pay money, I’ll pay more
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| I don’t care what the mall has got
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| I want back that corner store
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| And what did I feel when I walked by slow?
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| Sorrow, sorrow, all around
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| Why I would feel sorrow I now know
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| I smell a ghost smell from the ground
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| That old wooden smell from the old corner store
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| Bam a nib a nib a nib way, oh
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| Bam a nib a nib a way, oh, web, oh
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| Bam a nib a nib a no, corner store, corner store
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| Bam a nib a nib a nib way oh
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| Bam a nib a nib a way oh web oh
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| Bam a nib a nib a no Corner store Corner store
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| I walked past one final time
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| And I wished the worst on the place I shop
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| Now I can’t expect everyone to feel like I am
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| But I spot a trend that has got to stop
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| And I want them to put back that old corner store |