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Well the days going good, the sun's shining where it should, and the traffic's backed all the way up Montague. And the birds on the power lines, are laughing at me till' they cry, and I am thinking thoughts of you.
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Because I got enough love, enough love to fill the sea, and when I sing, the birds come flocking to me, don't you know, don't you know, no matter where you go, at the end of the rainbow I'm your Pot of Gold.

And on my 32nd birthday, I got a violin I could not play, and I said, "I'm gonna tear into that thing anyway . . . ." And now the birds on the power lines, are laughing at me till' they cry, and I am thinking thoughts of you. Well now the key of Cm is a tough one for me, and I might need a little bitta help from the bass . . . . And now the birds on the power lines, are falling off in hysterics, and I am thinking thoughts of you.

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Well I'm already in heaven, so when I die, I think I'll stay right here. Now you're sad cause your girl, she done left you all alone, well I'm gonna kiss ya and make it alright tonight.

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