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I knew a man named Jack, who built a little shack A house you could call his home When love came a-callin', pretty soon he was fallin' And he didn't have to live alone Well, her name was Jill and she made Jack feel Like a king in a mansion on a hill And for a while, they loved in style Livin' in the house that Jack built It was a red-brick shack on a country acre Flower boxes in the windowsill Picket fence, it was picture-perfect Every room was filled with Love, love, sweet, sweet love Livin' in the house that Jack built Well, along came Joe, he had a lotta dough That he made from a moonshine still And he caught Jill's eye, and it made Jack cry Now Joe's livin' in the house that Jack built It was a red-brick shack on a country acre Flower boxes in the windowsill Picket fence, it was picture-perfect Every room was filled with Love, love, sweet, sweet love Livin' in the house that Jack built
Love, love, sweet, sweet love Livin' in the house that Jack built It was a red-brick shack on a country acre Flower boxes in the windowsill Picket fence, it was picture-perfect Every room was filled with Love, love, sweet, sweet love Livin' in the house that Jack built Now who's that guy in love with a girl Livin' in the house that Jack built
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