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    It was getting to be difficult to walk
    She was always so close but never right on
    And the roads she chose to walk were narrow
    Alleys with names
    Hard to understand

    Her head was dangling back and forth
    She wished to lay it down
    But it would roll away
    So she put her foot down with care
    While she leaned on everybody
    So as not to fall

    And they told her
    The latest tattletales

    I collect stuff like that, youve got
    To have a thing or two to tell.
    She said
    While her one lip fell down
    From her mouth
    She picked it up off the ground
    But, when she was to put it
    Back in place again,
    The lip would fit no more,
    The lip would fit no more

    She very rarely blinked her eyes
    'Cause it just might happen she would miss out on things
    So when she opened both her eyes up wide.
    They popped right out
    And rolled along
    To see just the things she
    Wanted to see

    I collect stuff like that, youve got
    To have a thing or two to tell.
    She said
    While her one lip fell down
    From her mouth.
    She picked it up off the ground
    But, when she was to put it
    Back in place again,
    The lip would fit no more,
    The lip would fit no more

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