原文歌詞
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When the fly and the possum
Were watching the sun go down
We painted planes in the signs
I know is a bore, ohhh (bo-bo-bore)
To melt the ice and the snow
But we can't row, row it, row, row it
We'll have to wait until summer
Comes and wakes up
Then we can play to the moon
To keep mere warmth under the sun
