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Looking Out The Window With A Blue Hat On
Oh she comes on like a fogAnd then she goes like a neurotic dogNow I'm sitting here, thinking all day longLooking out the window with a blue hat onFind me an open graveJust push me inThen let me up to live againSo she bought a little bookAnd filled it up with names she never shookSo I'm just one of them, thinking all day longLooking out the window with a blue hat onFind me a sky-high cliffJust let me try to jump right offMaybe I'll flyLooking out the window with a blue hat onFind me an open graveJust push me inThen let me up to live againOhhOh she comes on like a fog
From Letras Mania