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Look out my winter window And watch the snow a blowin I guess we're never goin anywhere The ice builds up in the driveway But there's no chance for a snow day It's around this time each year I know That I hate I hate Vermont There's no good record stores and no good book stores Fifty-five frat boys in one crappy gay bar (No all night diners and one crappy gay bar) Why don't good bands ever come to play? Where are they? I'm so fed up with hemp adornments People blathering about star signs Can't they see how ugly dreadlocks are? (Dreadlocks are) I'm so tired of wool socks with Birkenstocks I'm sick of all the yuppies in fleece hats If I walk down Church Street one more time I'll die (She will die) So let's move to Portland or Port Land At least we'd find an all night diner where we could sit smoking cigarettes til dawn Letras de cancionesAnd watch the sun come up But we're trapped in, trapped in Vermont Trapped in, trapped in Vermont Go on take it back you can have it all Go on take it back you can have it all Go on take it back you can have it all From Letras Mania