| Bluebirds and pickles and bluebirds and pickles and |
| Bluebirds and pickles and stuff |
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| Bluebirds and pickles, a life of ecstacy |
| Bluebirds and pickles are just the thing for me |
| Bluebirds and pickles on a perch and in a jar |
| Bluebirds and pickles, they'll make you a star |
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| Bluebirds and pickles and bluebirds and pickles and |
| Bluebirds and pickles and stuff |
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| My recreation is simple as you see |
| Bluebirds and pickles and my best girl with me |
| We went to the drive in to see a picture show |
| But the bluebirds ate the pickles, and then we had to go |
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| Bluebirds and pickles and bluebirds and pickles and |
| Bluebirds and pickles and stuff |
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| Then come Monday morning and it came time for work |
| I stuffed bluebirds and pickles in my favorite shirt |
| Down on the production line the bluebirds sing a song |
| I eat an occasional pickle and the days don't seem so long |
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| Bluebirds and pickles and bluebirds and pickles and |
| Bluebirds and pickles and stuff |
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| The bluebirds sing a lullaby as I lie in bed |
| The pickles are visions of loveliness dancing in my head |
| If you need a little smile when you wear a frown |
| Just think bluebirds and pickles and life won't get you down |
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| Bluebirds and pickles and bluebirds and pickles and |
| Bluebirds and pickles and stuff |
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| Bluebirds and pickles and bluebirds and pickles and |
| Bluebirds and pickles and stuff |
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| Bluebirds and pickles and bluebirds and pickles and |
| Bluebirds and pickles and stuff |
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