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There's a house in Mount Kisco
That I saw from the train
When I went to my college reunion
It was sort of old fashioned
A little bit plain
But I saw there were swings in the yard
And I looked at that swing set
And without any warning
I was totally grieving
Like a woman in mourning
And all that I wanted
Was a house in Mount Kisco
With a rusty old swing set
For our baby to ride
Somewhere in New York
Winds are blowing
Winter's going into spring
Everywhere you look
Things are growing
Anywhere but here
Somewhere in New York
Atoms splitting
Lovers sitting on a swing
Strange though it may seem
Men committing
Anywhere but here
There's a house in Mount Kisco
That I saw from the train
When I went to my college reunion
It was sort of old fashioned
A little bit plain
But I saw there were swings in the yard
And I looked at that swing set
And without any warning
I was totally grieving
Like a woman in mourning
And all that I wanted
Was a house in Mount Kisco
With a rusty old swing set
For our baby to ride
Somewhere in New York
Winds are blowing
Winter's going into spring
Everywhere you look
Things are growing
Anywhere but here
Somewhere in New York
Atoms splitting
Lovers sitting on a swing
Strange though it may seem
Men committing
Anywhere but here
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