The best thinking
Happens at night
When the moonlight
Starts a fire in your soul
Just like a lot a bunch of coal.
So the treasures in the trash
Do make the waves that crash
And the craters in the moon
Makes the brooke kiss and swoon
But very soon you never know
You may be able to touch your toes
So what makes the world go 'round
In this little tiny town?
The cooking and the love
Where there is a pretty dove
She makes your heart run a mile
Just to see your very smile.
So keep blessing and a
Stretching
Because you never ever know
So keep reaching for those toes
And make the world go 'round
In this little tiny town.
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