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Spring is here, a-suh-puh-spring is here,  Life is skittles and life is beer

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I think the loveliest time of the year Is the spring, I do, don't you? 
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Course you do!
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But there's 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 we're poisoning pigeons   in    the  park
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Every Sunday you'll 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 and hide
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But they still go for peanuts, When coated with cy-an-hide
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The sun's shining bright, Everything seems all right
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When we're poisoning pigeons in the park
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We've gained notoriety, And caused much anxiety, In the Audubon Society
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With our games       They call it impiety and lack of propriety, and quite a variety 
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of unpleasant names
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But it's not against any religion, To want to dispose of  a pigeon
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So, if, Sunday you're free, why don't you come with me and we'll poison the pigeons in the park
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And maybe we'll do in a squirrel or two,   while we're poisoning pigeons in the park
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We'll murder them all amid laughter and merriment, Except for the few we take home to experiment
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My pulse will be quickenin' With each drop of strychnine
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We feed to a pigeon It just takes a smidgin! To poison a pigeon in the park