Verse 1:
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Trees will make a forest
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Trees will make a boat
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These are all the harder
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Words you have to know
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Waiting for her family
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She threw a fit
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Now she's got a brick house
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There's no children in it
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Verse 2:
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Cars are little bloodcells
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We are oxygen
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City is the airway
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Suburbs apendages
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She was feeling lonely
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She left the hive
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Drove her down to Texas
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And he bought a bride
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Chorus 1:
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Little cities labeled on no map
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Tied her up and laid her on the train tracks
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(Verse 2)
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Litlle city is miserable on the map
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tied her up and laid her on the train tracks
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(verse 1)
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Trees
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| Brand New |
