I often sit alone up in a treewaving to the ones that wave at mei think well just how stupid can they bewaving to a man up in a treewhat they don’t know is I am counting themi even count the ladies and the meni put the numbers in my little bookand only me can ever have a lookall I ask is a piece of mindwhich I lost somewhere down amongst the messall I want is for people to be kindand walk slower to be counted when they passi think well just how stupid can they bewaving to a man up in a treei know that I will have to stop my funwhen I meet a girl who I can not count onmaybe marry her and happy we would benot counting but a-sitting up a treei put the numbers in my little bookand only me can ever have a looki think well just how stupid can they bewaving to a man up in a tree
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