| I told you about strawberry fields
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| You know the place where nothing is real
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| Well here's another place you can go
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| Where everything flows
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| Looking through the bent backed tulips
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| To see how the other half live
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| Looking through a glass onion
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| I told you about the walrus and me, man
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| You know that we're as close as can be, man
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| Well here's another clue for you all
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| The walrus was Paul
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| Standing on the cast iron shore, yeah
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| Lady Madonna trying to make ends meet, yeah
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| Looking through a glass onion
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| Oh yeah
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| Oh yeah
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| Oh yeah
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| Looking through a glass onion
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| I told you about the fool on the hill
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| I tell you man he living there still
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| Well here's another place you can be
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| Listen to me
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| Fixing a hole in the ocean
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| Trying to make a dove-tail joint, yeah
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| Looking through a glass onion |