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The street is very wide And i can't see across it My house isn't clear to me The cars move in between
Chorus and i say: question When is a door not a door??? And i say: "that's not right! Answer when it's a jar
The numbers soft as soap And tend to bend in addition They're much too wan for me I'd prefer some consistancy
Chorus
The windows open wide But i can't see out of it The view is not very there Some-times i look for it
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