In this house the decor is obvious up scour.
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See clearly the theory of less is more.
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A plant a pet and books on the shelf.
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And a frame on the wall where you can,
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Picture yourself,
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And you're welcome to stay.
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But even your company must complement.
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The Feng Shui.
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Even down to what I have on.
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They do wonder to what.
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Extent I have gone.
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Tailored and tapered couture to the curb.
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Demanding the attention.
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that it does deserve.
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Fabrics for the forecast of the day
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I admit it
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Everything is fitted to fall in Feng Shui.
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More importantly the way that I move.
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If I'm in your town, my needles down,
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on the groove.
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On site they know my song.
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It ain't slow and it sho ain't long.
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You see I do not play.
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Forgive me father, I was forced,
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Out of Feng Shui.
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A flow as subtle as a summer breeze.
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Like the whispering winds and
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The talking trees.
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To big to be boxed in, it bobs and weaves.
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It evolves, it solves, it gives and receives.
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And everything I say is
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calculated appropriated
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Written and arranged in Feng Shui!
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Feng Shui
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Gnarls Barkley |