| Why, oh why are the moon and the tide
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| Trying real hard to get on my bad side
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| I made a moonlight wish with the stars and the fish
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| Just to be happy, not to be selfish
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| Why, oh why is the sun in my eye
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| Can you tell me sister moonshine?
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| You better take out the trash little man
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| I tell the truth with the proof of a happy land
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| You better go get it off your chest
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| And tell me all those things that you confess
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| Me, oh my are you trying to make me cry
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| Or do you just want me to say that you’re right
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| Starlight, starbright, the first star I see tonight
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| I wish that I may, I wish that I might
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| Why, oh why are the moon and the tide
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| Trying real hard to get on my bad side?
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| You better take out the trash little man
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| I tell the truth with the proof of a happy land
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| You better go get it off your chest
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| And tell me all those things that you confess
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| I didn’t do nothing
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| I didn’t do nothing
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| I didn’t do nothing
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| I didn’t do nothing at all
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| I didn’t do nothing
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| I didn’t do nothing
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| I didn’t do nothing
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| I didn’t do nothing at all
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| You better take out the trash little man
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| I tell the truth with the proof of a happy land
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| You better go get it off your chest
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| And tell me all those things that you confess
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| You better take out the trash little man
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| I tell the truth with the proof of a happy land
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| You better go get it off your chest
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| And tell me all those things that you confess |