He took the days for pageantbecame as mad as rabbits
With bushels of bad habits
Who could ask for anymore?
Yea who could have more?
The poor son of a humble chimney sweep fell to a cheap crowd
So stay asleep and put on that cursive type, you know we live in a toy.
Paul Cates bought himself a trumpet from the Salvation Army.
Well, But there ain't no sunshine in his song
We must reinvent love.
Reinvent love
Reinvent love


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