Mama's in the kitchen with onions
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Daddy's in the back with ol' Hank
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Thinking 'bout the lasers and bunions
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Talking disability ranks
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No, we didn't have too much money
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Just enough to make the dead ends meet
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Me, I'm on the back of my hobby horse
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Far away in some desert town
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Miles from a civilization
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Miles from a fortified town
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Down in that basement it's sunny
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We cannot stay down there for too long
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Back then, it all seemed so funny
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Toys were toys and boys were boys
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The simple nights and easy joys, all right
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Come out for another day
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Upstairs mama's making some crepes, yeah
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From a fancy recipe book
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To me they just look like tortillas
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Boy, that mama can cook
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Soon, she will be calling for grub, yeah
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I can't wait for such a sight this long
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Back then, it all seemed so funny
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Toys were toys and boys were boys
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The easy nights and simple joys, all right
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Come out for another day
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Mama
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| Stephen Malkmus |
