| I love fertilizing time
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| Weeds all through the rind
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| I can pull it out again
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| But your seed was vilified
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| And I sat
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| Why don’t I call it off today?
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| It’s easier then a thumbing down
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| You don’t have to reason or call a brine
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| With cotton and saline
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| Mind swept, holy vow tonight
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| Beating palm against the path
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| I can’t push it down again
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| But I do and it feels alright this time
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| So why don’t I call the shots today?
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| I feel queasy got my head in my mouth
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| Still I pay respect and I’m courteous yet
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| Or an invertebrate
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| Hey-Hey
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| And I say it, when I mean it, and I know it, analyse it
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| And I’m leaving, don’t repeat this, said I love you, I was right this time
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| And I say it, when I mean it, and I know it, analyse it
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| And I’m leaving, don’t repeat this, said I love you, I was right this time
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| And I say it, when I mean it, and I know it, analyse it
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| And I’m leaving, don’t repeat this, said I love you, I was right this time
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| And I say it, when I mean it, and I know it, analyse it
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| And I’m leaving, don’t repeat this, said I love you, I was right this time
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| And I say it, when I mean it, and I know it, analyse it
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| And I’m leaving, don’t repeat this, said I love you, I was right this time |