Old Gray Vine
why you keep bothering me you old gray vine
every time I look up you on this back of mine
can't you stay in your room
instead of creeping up on me
should I beat you up and tie you to a tree.
if I had any time to spend with a old gray vine
I know i'd run away cause I can't waste my time
so don't bother me you old gray vine
I got more important things to do
then chasing vines like you.
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