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Steve Forbert
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Sugarcane Plum Fairy
Your crazy grandpa spills the wine Around the sycamore tree I hear his bad song Just inside where your nephews might be 'Strike a pose.', says Mary And 'Purse your lips.', say Blaine Sugarcane plum fairy
The August moon shine Paints the world in a wonderland of light And though the wines fine Don't I feel just a very slight, slight From your March Hare Larry and your dormouse James Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Sugarcane plum fairy
Long ago, the seashells line the castle wall Tide was low as night fell on our Paris song… The lonely fireflies dot the lawn Like a Tinkerbell flight I watch your tired eyes Taking care not to meet with mine right Keeps an old flame weary and Your small talk strained Sugarcane plum fairy
[Harmonica and Instrumental Bridge]
Long ago, the seashells line the castle wall Tide was low as night fell on our Paris song… I'll have a heart love and Drag my tail down the whippoorwill trail It's time to part love and Make a start towards the Union Mail Rail Guess I best not tarry, it's a midnight train Sugarcane plum fairy Guess I best not tarry, it's a midnight train Sugarcane plum fairy
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