From a Neighbor's Perspective

Strange things happen in the house next door The charming little one with country decor And a darling kitchen with wallpaper galore That once was vacant and now no more Strange things happen in the house next door Loud thuds and footsteps on their wooden floor Opening cabinets and slamming drawers In the morning at half past four Strange things happen in the house next door That neither logic nor normalcy can account for I wish it were empty just like before 'Cause I don't sleep well anymore

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