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Home is where the heart is Home is where the food is Home is where my bathroom toothbrush is Home is where I'm sleeping And in my backyard leaping Home is where my mom does the best cooking And where dad is always booking Home is where my bus picks me up And drops me off So that I can see Mrs Hoff Home is like a warm cup of hot chocolate I rush back to my front door like a rocket I spend most of my days Dancing down the hallways I hear a big boom I race to my bedroom My toys have been waiting for me