À l’orée des bois

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We carried up a 24, we brought it to the third floor, it was like lifting a bull Close the windows looking out over Parc Avenue Cause we don't need no soccer fans getting on the record And the heat in here is something fierce and I swear it's making us see double We woke up today and I thought I was yesterday Summer months keep rolling by and we'd like to try to finish it by wintertime What once was a monster is now a friend of mine Cause we want to make this life into a living Oh my, The Woodman's on the phone and Nic is up on the calendar Saint-Jean-Baptiste is gonna eat us all alive A l'orée des bois, un oiseau qui vole J'ai trouvé la plume, a l'orée des bois
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