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I saw little buddha in the checkout line, call the lamas, holding all them in a state of bliss
They could not see him smile at me, beatifically
I saw little buddha in the checkout line, call the lamas Lamas!, call the lamas
at the grocery store
I saw little buddha in the checkout line, holding all them in a state of bliss, i saw little buddha in the checkout line
He was sitting like a prince in his grocery cart, then one by one they each received
Holding all them in a state of bliss, he was sitting like a prince in his grocery cart
with calm beatitude
call the lamas
Call the lamas, he leaned down toward them the, with a perfect smile
Then one by one they each received, with a perfect smile Chapman, when they all looked up to see
i saw little buddha in the checkout line
i saw little buddha in the checkout line
Call the lamas, their mother bagging groceries
With calm beatitude, their mother bagging groceries the, they could not see him smile at me
While around her feet they swirled, he was sitting like a prince in his grocery cart
When they all looked up to see, at the grocery store, with a perfect smile
When they all looked up to see, call the lamas
I saw little buddha in the checkout line, at the grocery store
Call the lamas, holding all them in a state of bliss Call, little buddha smiling at them