| I didn’t know
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| I didn’t know
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| Well I didn’t like cheeseburger alleycats near me
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| A petrified Phish disease
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| I wish somebody’d hear me
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| I didn’t like maple dew, honey melon watercress
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| I didn’t like Phish shoes down by muddy watermelon
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| I didn’t seem to miss you when you kiss’d my honey water
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| And even showed a picture, showed her down by honey’s border
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| But who laid silver tooth and broke my sunny shoe shine
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| And all my plastic melodreams are waiting for their new shine
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| Pardon me, Doug (pardon me, Doug)
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| Is this a picture of Otis Redding?
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| Yes! |
| Yes! |
| Taken just before he died
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| Well you can give me his hide
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| (well you can give me his hide)
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| (I didn’t know)
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| I didn’t know that I was that far gone (8x)
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| -- Vacuum solo --
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| Well I woulda' liked to seen Bess Truman come see me
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| And hear all the revolutionaries come free me
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| 'cause if it all ends up running to sneeze me
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| I’ll make it all here, black corners come seize me
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| And if you boom, back got troubles in your ear
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| And you can’t seem to come back and make it all clear
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| When eye tails and toe nails and liquid all meet me
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| When mustard pies and carrot eyes and flounders come greet me
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| (I didn’t know)
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| I didn’t know that I was that far gone (8x)
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| Pardon me, Doug (pardon me, Doug)
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| Is this a picture of Otis Redding?
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| Yes! |
| Yes! |
| Taken just before he died
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| Well you can give me his hide
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| (well you can give me his hide) |