I'm coming home again.
Do you think about me now and then?
Do you think about me now and then?
Cause I'm coming home again.
I met this girl, when I was three years old
and what I love most? She had so much soul.
She said exuse me little homie,
I know you don't know me, but
my name is Windy, and
I like to blow trees, and
from that point
I never blow her off.
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