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• Artiste: Ben Folds
• Titre: Me And Maurice
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Christmas Eve A silver blanket spreads into the night Distant sounds of bells and laughter Plastic joy and light Past floor plan variations More or less the same I walk Maurice And a full green bag of shame Giant inflatable Santa Clauses Smile and wave As we head back through the snow Through the dark and down the lane Where me and Maurice We're digging a hole The yard's on a freeway We don't know where it goes Santa Monica, maybe Or all the way to the North Pole Wherever the sun is rising Blurry and bizarre Last night's air pump Santas are all face up in the yards Frozen and deflated Hungover and sad Do they remember Christmas past And all the fun we had? You think that life is always gonna be one way And in a minute it turns on a dime Now it's just me and Maurice We're gonna be fine 'Cause me and Maurice We're digging a hole The yard's on a freeway We don't know where it goes Santa Monica, maybe Or all the way to the North Pole A happy band of carolers Ring the doorbell twice And then they turn and disappear Into the silent night Where me and Maurice We're digging a hole The yard's on a freeway We don't know where it goes Will anyone wonder? Will anyone know?