.There wasnât no harm in it, no harmony
He never said a thing
That he didnât mean
His was a turning wheel
Which may be bad to you
But he was cut from the cloth
That was fast to the seams
Here you are, dyed in the wool
Here you are, dyed in the wool
Her.
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