if i pay you five dollars will you try to make my bed?
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if i pay you ten will you make me well instead?
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i love your baby baby harmonies
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you really brighten up my basement suite, suite
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we should go down to the mall
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look at people, judge them all
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judge them before they judge us and leave there feeling bad
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we should sit and pick our hands
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i think you¡¯re a genius
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and when we make your hangnails bleed
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you deserve a phd
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if i pay you five dollars will you try to make my bed?
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if i pay you ten will you make me well instead?
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i love your honey honey harmonies
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you really brighten up my basement suite
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we should put that record on
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the one you found when you were gone
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the one that has those sad, sad songs
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and makes you sing out loud
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we could start a basement band
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guitar hooks caught in your hands
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will travel through the west side nights
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and drown out humming street lights
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if i pay you five dollars will you try to make my bed?
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if i pay you ten will you make me well instead?
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i love love love your love love harmonies
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you really brighten up my basement suite, suite
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Basement Band Song
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| The Organ |
