| There once was a bittersweet man and they called him Lemon Boy
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| He was growing in my garden and I pulled him out by his hair like a weed
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| And like weeds do he only grew and came back again
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| So, I figured this time, I might as well let him be, let him be
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| So Lemon Boy and me started to get along together
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| I helped him plant his seeds and we mowed the lawn in bad weather
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| It’s actually pretty easy being nice to a bitter boy like him
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| And now I’ve got a citrus friend
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| But soon his bittersweet started to rub off on me
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| You’d think smelling like lemon zest would be pretty sweet, pretty sweet
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| I found out that my friends are more of the savory type
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| And they weren’t too keen on compromising with a nice lemon pie
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| So Lemon Boy and I, we just gotta get along together
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| I’ll help him plant his seeds and we mowed the lawn in bad weather
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| It’s actually pretty easy being nice to a bitter boy like him
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| And now I got a citrus friend
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| But what if I run out of fertilizer?
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| What if all the clouds run out of rain?
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| What if Lemon Boy grows no longer?
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| What if beaches dry of sugarcane? |
| Oh well
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| The whales start to beach themselves
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| The tortoise shells tear away from their spine
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| It happens all the time
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| It happens all the time
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| Lemon Boy and I, we’re gonna live forever
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| Like Snufkin and Little My, we’ll get around wherever
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| Yeah, Lemon Boy and I, we’re gonna live forever
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| Like Snufkin and Little My, we’ll get around wherever
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| It’s actually pretty easy being nice to a bitter boy like him
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| 'Cause we’re the bitterest boys in town
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| Yeah, we’re the bitterest boys around
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| Now I got myself a citrus friend |