Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee
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I’m up instead of running.
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Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee
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I’m thinking it over.
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A door is much smaller to see
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An entrance on which we’ll agree.
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Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee
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I heard a tree falling.
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Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee
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A curtain miscalling
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A stage left much smaller, you see.
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An entrance is only for me.
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For me, for me.
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Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee
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Just how up and running can one be.
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Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee
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Just how up and running can one be.
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Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee
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Just how up and running can one be.
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Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee
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Just how up and running can one be.
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Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee
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Just how up and running can one be.
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Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee…
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Up Instead Of Running
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| Guided By Voices |
