| Gather up your belongings
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| Gather them around your feet
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| Shine up the bottles and booties
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| Right before you sleep
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| Doctor’s got a roadside manner
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| Handing the prescriptions round
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| And this is what they ask for
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| When they burn the surgery down
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| This is what they ask for
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| When they burn the surgery down
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| Peppy’s just another kulak
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| Owns another patch of land
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| Doesn’t have a lot to speak of
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| So the children lend a hand
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| Never really been too happy
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| Never really been too sad
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| And he doesn’t know what he wanted
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| And he doesn’t know what he had
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| Doesn’t know what he wanted
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| And he doesn’t know what he had
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| Doesn’t know what he wanted
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| And he doesn’t know what he had
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| Never really been too happy
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| Never really been too sad
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| And he doesn’t know what he wanted
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| And he doesn’t know what he had
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| Doesn’t know what he wanted
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| And he doesn’t know what he had
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| Doesn’t know what he wanted
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| And he doesn’t know what he had |