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I known every Human down dun' Home, I dun' known every Human down dun' Home, Take yer time, And make up yer Mind, Skiddle yer slaps, Jus' like yer paps, An' maybeeee, You'll jus' know, Another Human, Down Dun' Home!

I dun' think you din' dun' bin dun' down hooome, Din' dun bin wit' a lil' bit o' a' sass Talkin' out yer ass Ta yer Pappy's outhouse mass, Ya din' dun' bin, Bin' back Hooome,

Hooome is where ya' make it, 'til we d'side ta forsake it, Woods full o' knots, An' ya ain't forgots, I know you, din' dun' trot, Time is, Ya' bes' Come Home.

I known every Human down dun' Home, I dun' known every Human down dun' Home, Take yer time, And make up yer Mind, Skiddle yer slaps, Jus' like yer paps, An' maybeeee, You'll jus' know, Another Human, Down Dun' Home! I dun' think you din' dun' bin dun' down hooome, Din' dun bin wit' a lil' bit o' a' sass Talkin' out yer ass Ta yer Pappy's outhouse mass, Ya din' dun' bin, Bin' back Hooome, Hooome is where ya' make it, 'til we d'side ta forsake it, Woods full o' knots, An' ya ain't forgots, I know you, din' dun' trot, Time is, Ya' bes' Come Home.

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