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Spring is here a-suh-puh-ring is here
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Life is skittles and life is beer
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I think the loveliest time of the year is the
spring.
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I do Dont you Course you do
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But theres one thing that makes spring complete for me
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And makes every Sunday a treat for me
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All the world seems in tune
On a spring afternoon
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When were poisoning pigeons in the park
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Every Sunday youll see
My sweetheart and me
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As we poison the pigeons in the park
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When they see us coming the birdies all try anhide
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But they still go for peanuts when coated with cyanide
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The suns shining bright
Everything seems all right
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When were poisoning pigeons in the park
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Weve gained notoriety
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And caused much anxiety
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In the Audubon Society
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With our games
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They call it impiety
And lack of propriety
And quite a variety
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Of unpleasant names
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But its not against any religion
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To want to dispose of a pigeon
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So if Sunday youre free
Why dont you come with me
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And well poison the pigeons in the park
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And maybe well do
In a squirrel or two
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While were poisoning pigeons in the park
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Well murder them all amid laughter and merriment
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Ex cept for the few we take home to experiment
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My pulse will be quikenin
With each drop of strychnine
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We feed to a pigeon
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It just takes a smidgen
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To poison a pigeon in the park