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Oh there'll be time to get by, to get dry after the swimming pool
Oh there'll be time to just cry, I wonder why it didn't work out
Oh there'll be time to fish fry for letters by yours truly
Yours truly

Someone in my dictionary's up to no good
I never find the very special words I should
So I have another party with a water glass
And I sit on all your actions, it's a birthing game
And I'll bet he needs a shower, 'cause he's just like me
And the soldiers in the painting know your secret face
Well your parrot told me just how I can make you smile
Gonna let you do your thinking, if you need awhile

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But what I gave you made him get mad
A little bit funny how a thing like that
Could travel from one mouth in through another
And the next thing you know you gotta hear it from your brother
And the words they sting like a stump of old wasps
Do you remember when I said "go throw the rock in there"?
And we ran through the woods to our good house
But you forgot about the things that he could say like

I don't think that I like you anymore
Well I found new feelings at the feeling store
And I can't find you at our kissing place
Well I'm scared of those new pair of eyes you have

So I duck out, go down to find the swimming pool
Hop a fence, leave the street and wet your feet to find the swimming pool
'Cause when I'm snuffed out, I doubt I'll find a swimming pool
Hop a fence, leave the street and wet your feet to find the swimming pool

But I don't wish that I was dead
A very old friend of mine once said
That either way you look at it, you have your fits
I have my fits, but feeling is good
And confusion's not a kidney stone in my brain
But if we're miscommunicating, do we feel the same?
Then either way you look at it, you have your fits
I have my fits, and feeling is good

So I duck out, go down to find the swimming pool
Hop a fence, leave the street and wet your feet to find the swimming pool
'Cause when I'm snuffed out, I doubt I'll find a swimming pool
Hop a fence, leave the street and wet your feet to find the swimming pool

Writer(s): David Michael Portner, Noah Benjamin Lennox, Brian Weitz, Joshua Caleb Dibb

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