Olive

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Olive,
 Poor thing,
 Sits and thinks
 that it's drab.
 Sure does.
 Sits and sits and sits and sits and thinks
 About its olive drab drab.
 Doesn't know
 That it is about to be named color of the year
 By those with the nose for the new,
 By the passionate few.
 Yeah,
 Olive is definitely in.
 Everything that can possibly mean anything,
 Anywhere,
 At least for a year,
 Has got to be olive.
 Did you hear that olive?
 Did ya?
 Know what it means?
 Oh, olive!
 There'll be olive cars and olive trucks
 And olive chickens and olive ducks
 And olive socks and olive garters
 And olive brakes and olive starters
 Olive sorry,
 Olive please,
 Olive whatnots,
 And olive trees...
 Olive trees?
 What a quaint notion.
 Haha.
 Olive trees.
 

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Duration
01:33
Key
8
Tempo
90 BPM

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