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I can take off the colored-glasses
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but not the rose
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the yellow jackets between my toes
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All spinning in a gold menagerie
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sunglass memory
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(which is only a dream)
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A couple boys in blue --
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opera refrains, overcast skies
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You saw them, you had to
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we never used our eyes
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A couple boys I knew
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All spinning in a gold menagerie
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sunglass memory
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now its only a dream
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I can take off the colored-glasses
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I don't need the colored-glasses
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Sunglass Memory
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| The Boxers |
