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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