I better be careful what I ask for
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'Cause I been asking for an awful lot, and baby
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I better be careful what I look for
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'Cause I been looking for an awful lot, and baby
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I want to trim your leaves, and baby
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I want to prune your bush, and baby
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I want to marry you, and baby
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I want to carry you
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And so I drive all around this city
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Trying to find something, but there's nothing on the radio
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And so I reach deep inside your garden
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Wake up and I scream and it must have been a dream
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But there's no one there to hear me
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I better be careful what I ask for
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'Cause I been asking for an awful lot, and baby
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I better be careful what I look for
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'Cause I been looking for an awful lot, and baby
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I want to trim your leaves, and baby
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I want to prune your bush, and baby
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I want to marry you, and baby
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I want to carry you
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Upside-down on a flat horizon
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Belly to the sky, got tears in my eye
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With a voice like an angel, sweet as maple syrup
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You can ride me like a horse, put your foot inside my stirrup
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I'll be there to help you up
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And we can ride down a long stretch of highway
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Mooning all the truckers 'till we end up on a dirt road
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Naked to the gods in the middle of the forest
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There'll be no one there to bug us and no one there to bore us
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I'll build us a house and I'll make it out of toothpicks
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Plastic wood and anything that I can touch
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A white picket fence with a two car garage
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Five band radio and toothpick dogs
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'Cause you know that I'm allergic
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I better be careful what I ask for
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'Cause I been asking for an awful lot, and baby
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I better be careful what I look for
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'Cause I been looking for an awful lot, and baby
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I want to trim your leaves, and baby
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I want to prune your bush, and baby
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I want to marry you, and baby
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I want to carry you
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Better Be Careful
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