Well when I walk, when I walk
On my horse
I guess you never knew,
Dear boy, what you had
Come on, little lady,
lady, let's eat at home.
Come
I Look High, I Look Low,
I'm Lookin' Everywhere I
Well, well, well, well, well,
do you love me like
So I sat in the attic,
A piano at my
Ram on give your heart to somebody
soon right away,
I walking down the street the other day
Who did
Speed along the highway, honey I want it my way
This song, eh, eh
Too many people going underground
Too many reaching
We're so sorry Uncle Albert
We're so sorry if we
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