| Little boxes on the hillside,
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| Little boxes made of ticky tacky,
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| Little boxes on the hillside,
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| Little boxes all the same.
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| There’s a pink one and a green one
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| And a blue one and a yellow one,
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| And they’re all made out of ticky tacky
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| And they all look just the same.
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| And the people in the houses
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| All went to the university,
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| Where they were put in boxes
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| And they came out all the same,
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| And there’s doctors and lawyers,
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| And business executives,
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| And they’re all made out of ticky tacky
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| And they all look just the same.
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| And they all play on the golf course
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| And drink their martinis dry,
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| And they all have pretty children
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| And the children go to school,
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| And the children go to summer camp
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| And then to the university,
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| Where they are put in boxes
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| And they come out all the same.
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| And the boys go into business
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| And marry and raise a family
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| In boxes made of ticky tacky
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| And they all look just the same.
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| There’s a pink one and a green one
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| And a blue one and a yellow one,
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| And they’re all made out of ticky tacky
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| And they all look just the same. |