George Is Jones
Salt Licks
You're a canon ball, you're like no one else at all
Please tell me how it is, I am very eager
You landed where you are, you're a pebble in the sand
I will give you what I can, but my supplies are meager
And pretty soon, pretty soon, pretty soon
I will see what you're made of
You're a clock, and you tick and you talk when you're setting the table
All of the tons and tons of salt
That you have brought, to buy my love
Of the tons and tons of salt
This little bit would be enough
You're marching band, that I'm holding in my hand
Tell me what to do, and I will listen
Now everyone is gone, or they're walking arm and arm
Never feel alone, I will take you home
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
I know what you're made of
You're a line, from a point to a point, clever and able
All of the tons and tons of salt
That you have brought, to buy my love
Of the tons and tons of salt
This little bit would be enough
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