As a family of lawnchairs gathered
Underneath a clean suburban sun
There were seven pink flamingos
Standing pigeon-toed, not hurting anyone
Her mama called her `Precious`
And her daddy called her once or twice a year
When she was five she practiced magic tricks
In hopes that she could make him reappear
And she`d say, `Hocus Pocus`
And pray a little prayer
Then she`d wave her hands
Like butterflies
And make a big red heart
In the air
Her best friend was Angie
They played Barbies after school for three whole years
And on weekends they`d have cider
On the railroad tracks pretending it was beer
Just like family `til Angie`s front yard
Grew a sign that said `Just Sold`
And the tears that came on moving day
Were more than hearts that small could ever hold
So they said, `Hocus Pocus`
And prayed a little prayer
Then they waved their hands
Like butterflies
And made a big red heart
In the air
And daddy never showed
And Angie never wrote
But there`s always hope
In a pile of broken daisies fell decisions
At the turning of her life
There was a boy she was in love with
And he`d asked her if she`d want to be his wife
But they were both from broken families
And quaking at the thought of taking vows
So they shared a secret wedding, just the two of them
And they`re still together now
They said, `Hocus Pocus`
And prayed a little prayer
Then they waved their hands
Like butterflies
And made a big red heart
They said, `Hocus Pocus`
And prayed a little prayer
Then they waved their hands
Like butterflies
And made a big red heart
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