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Little Boxes Lyrics

Does she dry up like a raisin in the sun
Or fester like a sore; pucker up and then run
Spending my money almost every week
And end up on the table like a piece of meat
Alimony, yes yes, alimony, yea yea
Alimony, yea baby, alimony

With a lump in my throat and a tear in my eye
The street's gettin' longer, guess it's useless to try
Now she's part of my forgotten past
I've gotta make that move, gotta make it last
Alimony, yes yes, alimony, yea yea, alimony
Come on now, yea baby, come on now, come on now
I'm in the movies, yea

REPEAT

High low, I say come on now
I say let's go, I say let's go
REPEAT SECOND VERSE
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