Some store
I'm not going back there anymore
Wandered in, don't think I'll do that again
No I don't think I'll do that again
I swear
Look at me cross-eyed and I
Don't know what to do
No I don't know what to do, crazy loon
Some store
I'm not going back there anymore
I wandered in, don't think I'll do that again
No I don't think I'll do that again
I swear
Look at me cross-eyed and I
Don't know what to do
No I don't know what to do
Crazy loon, crazy loon, crazy loon
You crazy loon, you crazy loon
You crazy loon, you crazy loon
There's a room in his pallet
There's a pillow for his head
Sees an offshoot in his bottle
When he wants to see me dead
Heirloom's a loon, Heirloom's a loon
Never thought I'd see that silly grin
Never thought I'd see that fool again
Never thought I'd like that lunatic
Nothing left to dance around
What a hero
What a black and blue bird
What a loon, a loon
What a loon, a loon

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