| When I look out my window
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| Many sights to see
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| And when I look in my window
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| So many different people to be
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| That it's strange, so strange
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| It's very strange to me
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| You've got to pick up every stitch
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| You've got to pick up every stitch
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| You've got to pick up every stitch
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| Mmm, must be the season of the witch
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| Must be the season of the witch,
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| Must be the season of the witch
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| When I look over my shoulder
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| What do you think I see?
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| Some other cat looking over
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| His shoulder at me
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| And he's strange, very very very strange
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| You've got to pick up every stitch
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| You've got to pick up every stitch
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| Beatniks are out to make it rich
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| Oh no, must be the season of the witch
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| Must be the season of the witch, yeah
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| Must be the season of the witch
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| You've got to pick up every stitch
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| The rabbits running in the ditch
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| Beatniks are out to make it rich
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| Oh no must be the season
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| Oh no, must be the season of the witch
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| Must be the season of the witch
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| Must be the season of the witch |