paroles de chanson Sitting In My Tree - The Idle Race
Sitting
In
My
Tree
I
often
sit
alone
up
in
a
tree
Waving
to
the
ones
that
wave
at
me
I
think
well
just
how
stupid
can
they
be
Waving
to
a
man
up
in
a
tree
What
they
don't
know
is
I
am
counting
them
I
even
count
the
ladies
and
the
men
I
put
the
numbers
in
my
little
book
And
only
me
can
ever
have
a
look
All
I
ask
is
a
piece
of
mind
Which
I
lost
somewhere
down
amongst
the
mess
All
I
want
is
for
people
to
be
kind
And
walk
slower
to
be
counted
when
they
pass
I
think
well
just
how
stupid
can
they
be
Waving
to
a
man
up
in
a
tree
I
know
that
I
will
have
to
stop
my
fun
When
I
meet
a
girl
who
I
can
not
count
on
Maybe
marry
her
and
happy
we
would
be
Not
counting
but
just
sitting
up
a
tree
I
put
the
numbers
in
my
little
book
And
only
me
can
ever
have
a
look
I
think
well
just
how
stupid
can
they
be
Waving
to
a
man
up
in
a
tree
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