You are the one I pick
Looking for the treehouse by the lake
We can paint by numbers
‘Cause I have all the colors
In the sunshine we can sit
Reading a book or on the good bit
We could get into it
If you’d be into this
We are tied with buttons on the left side
We are tied with ribbons on the right side
Everything will be quiet, trust
And the wine will come to the top of your cup
And if the line’s not crossed--back up, back up
And if I cross that line please say
In the back of your neck, in the roof of your mouth
And the hole in your head
Waste away!
And you waste away
We are tied with buttons on the left side
We are tied with ribbons on the right side
In spite of your [??]

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