| As your body floats down third street
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| With the burn-smell factory closing up Yes its sad to say you will romanticize
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| All the things youve known before
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| It was not not not so great
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| It was not not not so great
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| And as you take a bath in that beaten path
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| Theres a pounding at the door
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| Well its a mighty zombie talking of some love and posterity
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| He says «the good old days never say good-bye
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| If you keep this in your mind:
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| You need some lo-lo-loving arms
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| You need some lo-lo-loving arms»
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| And as you fall from grace the only words you say are
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| Put your hand inside the puppet head
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| Put your hand inside the puppet head
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| Put your hand inside
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| Put your hand inside
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| Put your hand inside the puppet head
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| Ads up in the subway are the work of someone
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| Trying to please their boss
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| And though the guys a pig we all know what he wants
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| Is just to please somebody else
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| If the pu-pu-puppet head
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| Was only bu-bu-busted in It would be a better thing for everyone involved
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| And we wouldnt have to cry
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| Put your hand inside the puppet head
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| Put your hand inside the puppet head
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| Put your hand inside
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| Put your hand inside
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| Put your hand inside the puppet head
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| Memo to myself: do the dumb things I gotta do Touch the puppet head
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| Quit my job down at the carwash
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| Didnt have to write no-one a good-bye note
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| That said, «the checks in the mail, and
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| Ill see you in church, and dont you ever change»
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| If the pu-pu-puppet head
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| Was only bu-bu-busted in Ill see you after school
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| Put your hand inside the puppet head
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| Put your hand inside the puppet head
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| Put your hand inside
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| Put your hand inside
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| Put your hand inside the puppet head
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| Put your hand inside the puppet head
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| Put your hand inside the puppet head
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| Put your hand inside
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| Put your hand inside
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| Put your hand inside the puppet head |