| I’ve got a feeling
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| From the floorboards up
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| Call it a calling
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| If you like that touch
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| Call it what you will
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| I really don’t care too much
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| I’ve got a feeling
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| And I know it’s right
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| I get it most evenings
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| If not every night
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| It sings in the air
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| And dances like candle light
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| When we play, we play, we play
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| Mama, from the floorboards up
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| When we dance, we dance, we dance
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| Papa, from the floorboards up
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| When we sway, we sway as one
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| From the floorboards up
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| From the floorboards up
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| I get a feeling
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| From the walls and chairs
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| They tell me of the things that
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| Have always been there
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| And all that is not
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| Will have to go back to dust
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| When we play, we play, we play
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| Mama, from the floorboards up
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| When we dance, we dance, we dance
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| Papa, from the floorboards up
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| When we sway, we sway as one
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| From the floorboards up
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| From the floorboards up
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| I’ve got a feeling
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| And I know it’s right
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| I get it most evenings
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| If not every night
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| It sings in the air
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| And dances like candle light
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| When we play, we play, we play
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| Mama, from the floorboards up
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| When we dance, we dance, we dance
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| Daddy, from the floorboards up
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| When we sway, we sway as one
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| From the floorboards up
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| From the floorboards up
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| From the floorboards up |