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(C)Little
boxes on the hillside, little boxes made of ticky-tacky.
Little boxes, little (F)boxes,
little (C)boxes
all the (G)same.
There's a (C)green
one and a pink one and a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of (F)ticky-tacky,
and they (C)all
look (G)just
the (C)same.
And the people in the houses
all go to the universities,
And they all get put in boxes, and they all come out the same.
And there's doctors, and there's lawyers and business executives.
And they're all made out of ticky-tacky, and they all look just the
same.
And they play on the golf
course, and drink their martinis dry,
And they all have pretty children, and the children go to school.
And the children go to summer-camp, and then to the universities,
And they all get put in boxes, and they all come out the same.
And the boys go into business,
and marry and raise a family.
And they all get put in boxes, and they all come out the same.
There's a green one and a pink one and a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky-tacky, and they all look just the
same.
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