I hide behind the curtain listening to whispers with my fingers cross
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I got 2 little sisters to think about
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In the event that ghosts appears
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I'm told I'm supposed to hear a signal when the coast is clear
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But I'm alone in this room and it scares me
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To start, I'm having second thoughts and it tears me apart
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Hold on to my breath for dear life, feeling confused yet
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Still enthusiastic about the sound of music
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Join me please
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Sounds from the Back of the Bus
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| Buck 65 |
