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Everyone is after me
The voices told me so
I hid up in a tree
Until it was time to go
My mother is an alien
On loan from Mexico
She rides upon a pillion
My dad works at Texaco
I am afraid to leave my home
Except to visit my friend
A scruffy little gnome
Who is not pretend
One day I'll get even
With those who hate me so
But until then I'll play with Steven
And wish that they would go
The voices told me so
I hid up in a tree
Until it was time to go
My mother is an alien
On loan from Mexico
She rides upon a pillion
My dad works at Texaco
I am afraid to leave my home
Except to visit my friend
A scruffy little gnome
Who is not pretend
One day I'll get even
With those who hate me so
But until then I'll play with Steven
And wish that they would go
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Everyone is after me
The voices told me so
I hid up in a tree
Until it was time to go
My mother is an alien
On loan from Mexico
She rides upon a pillion
My dad works at Texaco
I am afraid to leave my home
Except to visit my friend
A scruffy little gnome
Who is not pretend
One day I'll get even
With those who hate me so
But until then I'll play with Steven
And wish that they would go
The voices told me so
I hid up in a tree
Until it was time to go
My mother is an alien
On loan from Mexico
She rides upon a pillion
My dad works at Texaco
I am afraid to leave my home
Except to visit my friend
A scruffy little gnome
Who is not pretend
One day I'll get even
With those who hate me so
But until then I'll play with Steven
And wish that they would go