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Once there was a tree.... and she loved a little boy. And everyday the boy would come and he would gather her leaves and make them into crowns
From dusk to dawn, From town to town, Without a single clue, I seek the tender, slender foot To fit this crystal shoe.
Fell asleep last night with the T… Oh, what a dream I had. Dreamed I went and answered ev’ry… One of those late night mail order… Then four to six weeks later,
Did you hear 'bout Ticklish Tom? He got tickled by his mom. Wiggled and giggled and fell on th… Laughed and rolled right out the d… All the way to school and then
Oh if you read in the papers that… A gettin’ in an out of some millio… She may fool you with her smile bu… That’s just her poor hopeless hear… So you were down at Joe’s on the…
Last night, while I lay thinking… some Whatifs crawled inside my ear and pranced and partied all night… and sang their same old Whatif son… Whatif I’m dumb in school?
No one’s hangin’ stockin’s up, No one’s bakin’ pie, No one’s lookin’ up to see A new star in the sky. No one’s talkin’ brotherhood,
Elvis he’s a hero he’s a superstar And I hear that Paul McCartney d… And Dylan sings for millions And I just sing for free Oh everybody’s makin’ it big but m…
I met her on a corner in Duluth (That’s the truth.) She was tryin’ to fix her shoe i… (Her name was Ruth.) She said she was just waiting for…
center Knock knock! Who’s there? Me! Me who?
Sick ‘I cannot go to school today… Said little Peggy Ann McKay. 'I have the measles and the mumps, A gash, a rash and purple bumps. My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
Oh a little bitty termite you know… Well he walked right in sat right… You know he chewed out the walls a… But he kept gettin’ thinner and he… He said it’s plastic yeah he said…
If you want to marry me, here’s wh… You must learn how to make a perfe… And you must sew my holey socks, And soothe my troubled mind, And develop the knack for scratchi…
Sylvia’s mother says “Sylvia’s bu… too busy to come to the phone”. Sylvia’s mother says “Sylvia’s tr… to start a new life of her own”. Sylvia’s mother says “Sylvia’s ha…
Well, I’d like to sing a song abo… And swingin’ twelve pound hammers… And how a I’d like to kill my cap… And how a black man works his life… What do you do if you’re young and…