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Musical: Snoopy
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There is a place where I was wanted Valued, appreciated, loved Treated like I was a Four-hundred dollar fancy French poodle You know, sometimes I miss that place The o-l-d puppy farm Daisy Hill, will you still take me back? Got nothing to pack Got no one to leave behind me Who'd try to find me Daisy Hill, had my fill of outside Can't live on my pride I've tried, but it's hard to swallow I'm just a hollow show Just paper-mache This dog's had his day I just wanna laze around all day Like old Doc Traley, and be lazy Gotta find a way back to... Daisy Hill, what a thrill I'd be To look up and see Your wide open door And greet each whippoorwill Howdy! Smell each daffodil Purty! That grow on Daisy Hill, once more Man what a day! People have been yellin' at me Ever since I got up this moring Sit up, lie down, roll over, play dead I'm gettin' too old for that When you're distraught There's nothin' that will relax more Than lyin' with your head in your water bowl And greet each whippoorwill Chorus: Whippoorwill Whippoorwill Snoopy: Howdy! Smell each daffodil Chorus: Daffodil Daffodil Snoopy: Purty! That grows on Daisy Hill Once more Ahh! (Sigh)
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