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I'm That House

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I'm that house who has been on the block for years Who have seen many parties and lots of tears I'm hearing rumors that I might be put up for sell Different types of notices coming in through the mail If only I can make the decision or be given an option I don't want people fighting over me at an auction I'm getting too old and my paint is starting to peel By looking at me you can only imagine how I feel Broken cupboards, run down sinks and crooked tile There's hardly anyone who looks at me with a smile Who could possibly want me when I'm so run down You can't open a door without a screeching sound True I do have a big yard but my grass isn't green I also have the biggest bedrooms you've ever seen There are good things about me that's still the same My roof is still strong and doesn't leak when it rains Screws and a new paint job would give me that shine Give it some thought before signing that dotted line

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