She lives in the little green house And drives an electric car Shes very good friends with the mouse next door And the flowers in the yard She combs her golden hair By the Lake of the Talking Fish She loves a Prince, she says her prayers And she sings in perfect pitch And Ive prayed her into a dream Where hate cant break the spell And the breezes blow Gently whisper low Noelle Noelle, Noelle She gets her just deserts, cause The sky is in the pie She wants her cake, she eats that too As the meringue clouds roll by Sweet byandby Noelle She breathes the air so clean Tastes the water sweet to drink Does a hoop skirt dance, shes a whirling top Of indigo and pink And though the world outsides at war To her therell come no harm cause an angel guards her golden gate In a place called Fathers Arms And Ive prayed her into a dream Where it all turns out quite well And the weathers fine And the church bells chime Noelle Noelle, Noelle She gets her just deserts, cause the sky is in the pie She wants her cake, she eats that too As the meringue clouds roll by Sweet byandby
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