| I know don’t deserve forgiveness
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| Nor will I forgive a single thing
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| Gonna cause a scene when I leave the party
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| Tell everyone what I think
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| I want joyous celebration in the center of the town
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| I want candies and coins and spiders and bees
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| Please follow these instructions, just exactly as I’ve laid them out
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| Blind
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| Fold
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| Eyes
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| Closed
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| Swing
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| I don’t want the fire, I don’t want the rain
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| Hang me in the wind, in my favorite place
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| Not a black mourning or a white birthday suit
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| Dress me like confetti cake
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| Red and orange and gold and blue and green
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| Up in my maple tree
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| Filled with all — the things you put inside of me
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| For you all to see
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| Let it rain, and open, open, open me
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| I wanna give sumthing to all the children in the town
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| Wanna give something back, to the community
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| At the block party, I insist that you
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| Float me like a thundercloud
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| Blindfolded the bats begin to sing
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| Up in my maple tree
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| Filled with all
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| candies and coins and honeybees
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| For you all to see
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| Let it rain, I’ll give you all you gave to me
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| Up in my maple tree |
| Filled with all
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| the sugar and the money
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| Stand below while I swing
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| Let me drain, and drink up drink up drink up me |