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It covered up our fences, it covered up our barns,
It covered up our tractors in this wild and dusty storm.
We loaded our jalopies and piled our
set of dishes, or wash the ones that are piled in the sink
Nothing else to tell you dear, except each day seems like a year
Every night I'm dreaming
please a box piled high with love and understanding
That I could share with all my neighbors and my friends
And leave one new temper cause I lost mine
sprinkled and I took the first year blues

Well then she started naggin'
She left the sink a'saggin' with dishes piled up high
No food upon the table, she
our fences, it covered up our barns,
It covered up our tractors in this wild and dusty storm.
We loaded our jalopies and piled our families in,
We
With my high starched-collar and my high-topped shoes
And my hair piled high upon my head
I went to lose a jolly hour on the trolley
And lost my
With my high starched-collar and my high-topped shoes
And my hair piled high upon my head
I went to lose a jolly hour on the trolley
And lost my
And the sails begin to strain
And the deck's piled high with apple pie
We head for port again
And down the whirling starcase
So swift our ponies fly
But they don't dance like Carmen no more

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Well now she had a big hat, my it was high
Had bananas and mangos all piled to the sky
How
ever will be.
 Woa, Liza,
 See the coster barrows,
 Vegetable marrows
 And the fruit piled high.
 Woa, Liza,
 Little London sparrows,
 Covent
let her get close enough to smell perfume
I'm lookin' for a PhD
Ass piled high and deep you see
I can't help it, like a honey to a bee
If the booty
to wait.When he heard a knock, he ran to the door But it was only a stranger once more. A bent old lady with a shawl of blackWith a bundle of kindling piled
a field, hoping to find some soil
He dug and he dug and, what do you think?
Oil, oil, oil
The money rolled in and I rolled out
With a fortune piled so
wrote a Linda song. 

When the bills piled up 
He couldn't pay 
He couldn't dream no more 
So he hitched a ride and he rode away 
And he left a note
The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting 
The oranges are piled in their creosote dumps 
You're flying them back to the Mexican border
And piled up beside her toppling to the skies 

Were the clothes of a king's son just my size
And that garbage is piled up high, and buddy you should see the flies
I said

[Chorus]
There something rotten here (say what)
You better hold your nose
And everybody putting everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds

'Cause when the smack begins to flow
And I really don't care anymore
mournfully by
That place where the bones of life are piled
I know somethin' has changed
I'm a stranger here and no one sees me
'Cept you, yeah you
they don't dance like Carmen no more. 

She had a big hat, my it was high
Had bananas and mangos all piled to the sky
And how she could balance them,
The crops are all in
And the peaches are rotting
The oranges piled up
In their creosote dumps
You're flying 'em back
To the Mexican border
and said, "Have another
This is the last time we can meet"

With her hair piled up high and a look in her eye
That would turn any good man's blood to wine
And piled up beside her toppling to the skies 

Were the clothes of a king's son just my size
And all of the politicians makin' crazy sounds
All the dead bodies piled up in mounds, yeah

Wow, that heroin is in my blood
And the blood is in my head

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