| I saw a ghost on the stairs
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| And sheets on the tables and chairs
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| The silverware swam with the sharks in the sink
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| Even so, I don’t know what to think
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| I’ve been longing for
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| Daisies to push through the floor
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| And I wish plant life would grow all around me
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| So I won’t feel dead anymore
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| So I won’t feel dead anymore
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| I saw a bear in the den
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| Readin' my textbooks again
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| Bats float like traffic as they pour from the attic
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| Heaven knows I could really use a friend
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| I’d rather waltz than just walk through the forest
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| The trees keep the tempo and they sway in time
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| Quartet of crickets chime in for the chorus
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| If I were to pluck on your heartstrings
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| Would you strum on mine?
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| Da da da, da da da
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| Da da da, da da da
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| Da da da, da da da
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| I’ve been longing for (I've been longing for)
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| Daisies to push through the floor (I never really felt like this before)
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| And I wish plant life would grow all around me
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| So I won’t feel dead anymore
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| So I won’t feel dead anymore
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| Your spirit is sweet, so pull off your sheet
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| And give me a ghost of a smile
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| Show me your teeth, 'cause you’re a teddy beneath
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| So just grin and bear it a while
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| Just grin and bear it a while
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| I’d rather waltz than just walk through the forest
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| The trees keep the tempo and they sway in time
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| Quartet of crickets chime in for the chorus
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| If I were to pluck on your heartstrings
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| Would you strum on mine?
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| Da da da, da da da
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| Da da da, da da da
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| (I thought that was all about lovin' at all)
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| Da da da, da da da
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| Da da da, da da da
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| (New leaf turns over, I’m willing to fall)
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| Tonight I’m bustin' out
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| Of this old haunted house
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| 'Cause I’m sick of waiting for
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| All those spider webs to grow all around me
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| 'Cause I don’t feel dead anymore
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| And I’m not afraid anymore
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| I’d rather waltz than just walk through the forest
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| The trees keep the tempo and they sway in time
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| Quartet of crickets chime in for the chorus
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| If I were to pluck on your heartstrings
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| Would you strum on mine?
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| If I were to pluck on your heartstrings
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| Would you strum on mine? |