মূল লিরিক্স
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On account, on account
On account, on account
On account of the onslaught
Of the beams eclipsed by tufts of white
I propose we should go on a ride
Where my sight and smell go wild
The park, the park!
Or the other park!
I am quite fond of the other park!
Go retrieve the leash I always nibble on
Met with equal parts frustration
And a sigh of disarmament
I'm just so darn cute when I do it
When will I find the friend
Who went in this spot first?
When will I finally meet you?
When will I find the friend
Who went in this spot first?
When will I finally meet you?
When will I find the friend
Who went in this spot first?
When will I finally meet you?
When will I have to go home?
The edges of the day have smeared
And I will wait here
