| Yeah, all those stars drip down like butter,
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| and promises are sweet,
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| We hold out our pans with our hands to catch them.
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| We eat them up, drink them up, up, up, up Heyyyyyy, let me in.
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| Heyyyyyy, let me in.
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| I only wish that I could hear you whisper down,
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| mister fisherman, to a less peculiar ground.
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| He gathered up his loved ones and he brought them all around
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| to say goodbye, nice try.
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| Heyyyyyy, let me in. yeah yeah yeah
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| Heyyyyyy, let me in. Let me in.
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| I have the mind to try to stop you. |
| Let me in. Let me in.
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| But I’ve got tar on my feet and I can’t see.
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| All the birds look down and laugh at me.
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| Clumsy, crawling out of my skin.
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| Heyyyyyy, let me in. yeah yeah yeah
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| Heyyyyyy, let me in.
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| Heyyyyyy, let me in. yeah yeah yeah
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| Heyyyyyy, let me in. |