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There is a new house in OrleansWay back of Baker's PondAnd it's been the project of many a grown manAnd God, I know I'm oneIf I hadn't listened to what Tricia saidI'd have a home todayWay out yonder, way out westSeattle, WAInstead we build and build and buildI've learned a whole new tradeI'll paint your walls, I'll frame your deckAs long as it's pre-paidGo tell my bigger sisterNot to do what I have doneI laid the tile, Tricia changed her mindWe've only just begunMy mother was a singer,She sang with the big bandsMy sweetheart teaches yoga, has a Masters Degree in counselingand is a massage therapistAnd I work with my handsLetras de cancionesI used to play the folk guitarNow I hammer and I screwDon't let your twisted minds go thereI'm talkin' nails and glueThere is a new house in OrleansWay back of Bakers PondIt's been the project of many a grown manAnd God, I know I'm one From Letras Mania