The ducks in winter where do they fly to
And the fish do they just stay and turn blue
D.B, old phoebe and good old Allie
You three all mean the goddamn most to me
With your pen covered mitts and cool red hair
And D.B promise me you will be there
When you keep all your kings on the back row
You old Jane Gallagher really did glow
Damn you’d never see me in the movies
I mean it was a place full of phonies
Imagine if you could stop time and all
It drives me crazy like becoming tall
This whole world im in is full of morons
Please remember when the ducks are all gone
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