| Mhm I’m humming as I walk this house and do my daily chores
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| When I put the broom away I see the dress that Alice wore
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| It’s hanging in the closet sadly sagging without form
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| Empty dress there in the closet held a body soft and warm
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| Shoes and dress that Alice wore
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| It’s the dress she wore the night she caught me lying there beside
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| Some strange woman meaning nothing just some bones and hair and hide
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| I could npot explain it to her and I cannot to this day
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| Now I stand here staring at the dress she wore to go away
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| Shoes and dress that Alice wore
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| And the shoes are red and shiny and they’re modest in the heel
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| And the dress a bad investment and the color could be teal
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| She went screaming from the room where I lay blinking in the nude
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| With the woman there beside me saying ain’t this woman rude
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| Shoes and dress that Alice wore
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| So I asked the undertaker in a private kind of way
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| Before you close the casket when our friends have gone away
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| If it’s not too strange to reason I would make one last request
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| Since it all goes in the ground I’d like to have the shoes and dress
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| Shoes and dress that Alice wore
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| So I’m humming as I walk this house…
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| Mhmm mhm |