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I've got a little red bow 
and I bought it for you 
'cause I know you're not fair 
I don't get it, oh well 
and you color my skin 
and the colors don't blend 
'cause I'm gonna get you 
and your little dog too 
there's a yellow brick road 
that we follow back home 
'cause I know you can't wait 
your belligerent hate 
there's no place like home 
there's no place like home 
like home 
I've, got a southern belle too 
and ruby red shoes 
and a body of straw 
are you sick of it all? 
there's a man made of tin 
with an oil can grin 
and I'm gonna get you 
and your little dog too 
there's a yellow brick road 
that we follow back home 
and I know you can't wait 
your belligerent hate 
there's no place like home 
there's no place like home 
there's a little white porch 
and you wanted it so 
and you let me go down 
to the end of the road 
and the black and the white 
a technicolorful life 
can I stand by your side? 
we can make it alright 
like home 
'cause I'm home 
there's a little white porch 
and you wanted it so 
and you let me go down 
to the end of the road 
and the black and the white 
a technicolorful life 
then another arrived 
it's a cowardly lion 
what I want from this world 
what I wanna resolve 
when I want you to stay 
so I want you to wait 
I don't wanna be bold 
I don't wanna be cold 
I don't wanna grow old 
I don't wanna go home