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Early in the morning I feel my pillow, |
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I listen to the soundless phone |
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My thighs are sweaty, freezing inside |
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Our beds empty as ever |
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What a bastard you are |
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Leaving me all night missing you |
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Slowly the door opens, you stand for a while, |
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See if I'm asleep or just closing my eyes. |
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I quickly get up and throw my pillows, |
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Throw an ashtray filled with butts. |
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Where were you all night |
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if I may ask you so? |
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Though I don't care at all, |
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I'd just like to know. |
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Right! You weren't near the phone to call me from, |
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Or is it you were afraid to wake me up? |
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I'm sick and tired of listening to the same old crap. |
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You know half the world is occupied with you pigs, |
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I can always get another pig like you |
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Youve heard of female liberation, |
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well that's for me |
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Youll see me walk out one day |
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and then where will you be? |
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But dont you be too happy, |
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I aint walking out yet to give you satisfaction, |
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I'm first gonna find something other than the walls |
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to have some human conversation |
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Then I'll glow, Ill be happy inside, my limbs will relax. |
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and I can walk out into the world, singing with my people |
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But now I couldnt even move my muscles to go near the door, |
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I've been sitting here too long and my legs are numb |
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Are you listening, you jerk, you pig, you bastard |
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You scum of the earth, you good for nothing |
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Are you listening? |
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Oh, don't go, don't go |
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Please, don't go |
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I didn't mean it, I'm just in pain |
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I'm sorry, I'm sorry |
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The door is closed, She's left alone, |
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Making herself a breakfast |
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Her hands are shaking, her eyes looking out |
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Watching the trees grow day by day |
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What a bastard the world is |
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Taking my man away from me |
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Taking the world away from me |
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Female lib is nice for Joan of Arc |
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But its a long, long way for Terry and Jill |
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Most of us were taught not to shout our will |
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Few of us are encouraged to get a job for skill |
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And all of us live under the mercy of male society, |
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Thinking that their want is our need. |
