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Sometimes I'm alone,
Sitting on my very own,
Trying to find a simple kind of clue.
And I would like to know,
Why the Doozers move me so,
Doing all the things that Doozers do.
Why do caterpillars crawl?
Why is there a sky?
Why is there a world at all?
And why do I ask why?
Here I go again.
Why do questions never end?
What keeps callin' all day long to me?
Secrets come and go.I know we're not the only ones.
Sometimes magic, sometimes only me.
Why do caterpillars crawl?
Why is there a sky?
Why is there a world at all?
Any why do I ask why?
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