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I ve got a little red bow
and I bought it for you
cause I know you re not fair
I don t get it, oh well
and you color my skin
and the colors don t blend
cause I m gonna get you
and your little dog too
there s a yellow brick road
that we follow back home
cause I know you can t wait
your belligerent hate
there s no place like home
there s no place like home
like home
I ve, got a southern belle too
and ruby red shoes
and a body of straw
are you sick of it all?
there s a man made of tin
with an oil can grin
and I m gonna get you
and your little dog too
there s a yellow brick road
that we follow back home
and I know you can t wait
your belligerent hate
there s no place like home
there s no place like home
there s a little white porch
and you wanted it so
and you let me go down
to the end of the road
and the black and the white
a technicolorful life
can I stand by your side?
like home
we can make it alright
cause I m home
there s a little white porch
and you wanted it so
and you let me go down
to the end of the road
and the black and the white
a technicolorful life
then another arrived
it s a cowardly lion
what I want from this world
what I wanna resolve
when I want you to stay
so I want you to wait
I don t wanna be bold
I don t wanna be cold
I don t wanna grow old
I don t wanna grow old