Marla

I've looked everywhere, Mr. Forbes
But I can't find the cello or yet the french horn
And I can't find the harp, I don't know where it's gone
And of course, you can't go without that

I've looked everywhere, Mr. Forbes
But I can't find your clamshells, your file or your drill
And your sheepskin-lined coat is eluding me still
And of course, you can't go without that

I've looked in the attic, the cellar and hall
I've looked in the studio, study and all

I've looked in the chest where I thought it should be
I've looked in the greenhouses one, two and three

I've looked everywhere, Mr. Forbes
But I can't find the (?) and oh, why, oh, why
Can't I think what I did with that ol' skill and die?
And of course, you can't go without that
You can't possibly go without that



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Writer(s): Christopher Taylor, Daniel Rossen, Christopher Bear, Edward Droste
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