“It takes only one drink to get me drunk.
The trouble is, I can’t remember if it’s the thirteenth or the fourteenth.”
First the thought and then the act
To think a plant up towards the sun
It can’t be done, it can’t be done
…
Sam and Libby, Lib and Sam
Made a little one of them
A baby’s born a man to die
I don’t know why, I don’t know why
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