Baby come tell me 'bout your tree-house
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And your candy-strped pet mouse
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And your car that has feet
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Hey come tell me 'bout your eyebrows that meet
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And my baby won't you tell me 'bout your chilblains
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And your right eyeball's growing pains
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And your purple tractor that sings
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Hey come tell me all of those things
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But if you want to tell me some more
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Think you can
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Oh babe tell me 'bout your lover man
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You know I'm talking 'bout him
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He's one that's strutting around
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Each time I get out of town
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You know the one that I mean
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He's one that's stealing my scene away
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Baby I'm talking 'bout him
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Oh baby won't you tell me 'bout your black rose
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And the garden where your love grows
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Among the cabbages and beans
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Hey come tell me why your primroses are green
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But if you want to tell me some more
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Think you can
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Oh babe tell me 'bout your lover man
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You know I'm talking 'bout him
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He's one that's strutting around
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Each time I get out of town
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You know the one that I mean
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He's one that's stealing my scene away
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Baby I'm talking 'bout him
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He's one that's stealing my cream away
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Baby I'm talking 'bout him
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Talking 'bout your lover man
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Talking 'bout him
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Lover Man
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The Incredible String Band |