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Big stretch and not much sleep 
I got a couple of palm trees on each 
side of my cheek 
And it's a bright blue Saturday 
And the rummage sells the rubbish to me 

But if I could buy the sky that's 
hangin' 
Over this bed of mine 
If I could climb these vines 
And maybe see what you're seein' 

If you were standin' on the corner 
starin' straight 
Into the eyes of Jesus Christ 

One porch, one dog, one cockroach only 
one way to be 
I got sewage fruit and it's 
growing out back from roots 
I don't know if they belong 
to me 

But if I could buy the sky 
that's hangin' 

Over this bed of mine 
And if I could climb these vines 
and maybe see what you're seein' 

Sittin' at the edge of this 
building, 
Twenty stories below, a' twenty 
stories below 
Twenty stories below 
Twenty stories below 

I can't tell you how many ways 
that I've sat, 
And viewed my life today, but I 
can tell you 
I don't think that I can find 
an easier way 
So if i see you walking hand in 
hand in hand 
With a three armed man, you know 
I'll understand 

But you should have been in my 
shoes yesterday 
You should have been in my shoes 
yesterday

             
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