| There was a man named Farmer John
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| Who grew tomatoes and Parmesan
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| He said, «I'll get some pasta to put them on
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| And open my own restaurant»
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| And he said
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| Oh me, oh my
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| I’m just watching the pasta fly
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| When it sticks to the wall, it’s done
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| Come one, come all, to Farmer John’s
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| Now Farmer John’s grew and grew
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| The critics all gave rave reviews
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| And all the way to Timbuktu
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| His pasta caused a hullabaloo
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| And he sings
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| Oh me, oh my
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| I’m just watching the pasta fly
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| When it sticks to the wall, it’s done
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| Come one, come all, to Farmer John’s
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| But Farmer John didn’t change at all
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| Still wears his old blue overalls
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| Rides his tractor spring to fall
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| And grows tomatoes bright and tall
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| And he sings
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| Oh me, oh my
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| I’m just watching the pasta fly
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| When it sticks to the wall, it’s done
|
| Come one, come all, to Farmer John’s
|
| There was a man named Farmer John
|
| Who grew tomatoes and Parmesan
|
| He said, «I'll get some pasta to put them on
|
| And open my own restaurant»
|
| And he sings
|
| Oh me, oh my
|
| I’m just watching the pasta fly
|
| When it sticks to the wall, it’s done
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| Come one, come all, to Farmer John’s |