Just knocking around the zoo on a Thursday afternoon,
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there's bars on all the windows and they're counting up the spoons, yeah.
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And if I'm feeling edgy, there's a chick who's paid to be my slave, yeah, watch out James.
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But she'll hit me with a needle if she thinks I'm trying to misbehave.
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Now the keeper's trying to cool me/ says I'm bound to be all right,
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but I know that he can't fool me cause I'm putting him uptight, yeah.
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And I can feel him getting edgy every time I make a sudden move, whoa, yes it's true.
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And I can hear them celebrating every time I up and leave the room.
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Now my friends all come to see me, they just point at me and stare.
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Said, he's just like the rest of us so what's he doing there?
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They hide in their movie theaters drinking juice, keeping tight, watch that bright light.
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Cause they're certain about one thing, babe, that zoo's no place to spend the night, no.
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Just knocking around the zoo on a Thursday afternoon,
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there's bars on all the windows and they're counting up the spoons, yeah.
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And if I'm feeling edgy, there's a chick who's paid to be my slave, watch out Kootch.
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But she'll hit me with a needle if she thinks I'm trying to misbehave.
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Knocking 'Round The Zoo
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| James Taylor |
