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Just in from the Storm
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Aw, I've got friends in crawl spaces
I've got arms and legs and a few faces Stashed all around In different parts of town. Well I met 'em in bars on a friendly basis Now I got 'em in jars and flower vases. I've got friends . . . in crawl spaces |
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