Lyrics Mr. Violin and Dancing Bear - Page France
Mr
Violin,
I
love
you
From
a
treetop,
in
a
fish
knot
I
was
high
on
my
own
big
thoughts
What
if
the
sun
drops
What
if
my
heart
stops
Mr
Violin,
you
almost
Hit
a
bum
note
With
your
bent
bow
I
was
high
on
the
whole
big
show
What
if
my
soul
sinks
What
if
my
heart
floats
For
the
sun
did
swing
Like
a
tangerine
Till
we
couldn't
grab
on
To
the
burning
ring
Mr
Dancing
Bear,
I
love
you
In
a
flower
patch
Where
the
birds
hatch
I
was
crooked
to
the
green
grass
What
if
the
day
ends
Whenever
my
heart
splats
Mr
Dancing
Bear,
they
almost
Called
you
magic,
out
of
habit
I
was
sore
from
all
the
laughing
I
loved
you
in
habit
Banked
on
your
magic
For
the
sun
did
swing
Like
a
tangerine
Till
we
couldn't
grab
on
To
the
burning
ring
Every
crooked
tooth
Kept
our
lips
from
truth
I
had
almost
survived
And
so
did
you
But
the
rings
in-between
the
old
family
tree
Are
crooked
for
you
as
they
are
crooked
for
me
You
get
what
you
get
when
you
bite
from
the
tree
A
crooked-er
you
and
a
crooked-er
me
But
the
rings
in-between
the
old
family
tree
Are
crooked
for
you
as
they
are
crooked
for
me
You
get
what
you
get
when
you
bite
from
the
tree
A
crooked-er
you
and
a
crooked-er
me
They
want
a
crooked-er
you
and
a
crooked-er
me
They
want
a
crooked-er
you
and
a
crooked-er
me
They
want
a
crooked-er
you
and
a
crooked-er
me
They
want
a
crooked-er
you
and
a
crooked-er
me
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