Now, there's a certain thing
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That I learned from Jim
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That he'd always make sure I'd understand
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And that is that there's a certain way
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That a man must swim
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If he expects to live off
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Of the fat of the land.
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Open the door, Homer,
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I've heard it said before.
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Open the door, Homer,
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I've heard it said before
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But I ain't gonna hear it said no more.
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Now, there's a certain thing
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That I learned from my friend, Mouse
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A fella who always blushes
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And that is that ev'ryone
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Must always flush out his house
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If he don't expect to be
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Goin' 'round housing flushes.
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Open the door, Homer,
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I've heard it said before.
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Open the door, Homer,
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I've heard it said before
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But I ain't gonna hear it said no more.
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"Take care of all your memories"
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Said my friend, Mick
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"For you cannot relive them
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And remember when you're out there
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Tryin' to heal the sick
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That you must always
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First forgive them."
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Open the door, Homer,
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I've heard it said before.
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Open the door, Homer,
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I've heard it said before
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But I ain't gonna hear it said no more.
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Open The Door, Homer
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Bob Dylan |