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Louise only got from me innocent poetry |
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Although she played to not listen |
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But still I can hear myself speak as if no one else |
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Ever could offer the same |
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Some say she knowingly tasts like a recipe |
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Although so foolish and willing |
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I said Babe I can picture you bend as if wanting to |
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Bow as the curtain goes down |
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Coddle some men, |
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they'll remember you bitterly |
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Fuck 'em, they'll come back for more |
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I asked my Louise would she leave and so cripple me |
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Then came a knock at the door |
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I came for my woman, |
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he came with a razor blade |
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Bound like us all for the ocean |
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I hope that she's happy I'm blamed for the death of |
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A man who would take her from me |
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Some they saw in me innocent poetry |
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Some, some say they'll never be certain |
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But still it's been written, a history of lovers |
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Given and taken in ink |
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Coddle some men, |
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they'll remember you fittingly |
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Cut 'em, they'll come back for more |
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I asked my Louise would she leave and so cripple me |
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Then came the knock at the door |
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Louise came to rescue me, missing the irony |
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Blood made her heart change its beating |
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I hope that she's happy I'm blamed for the death of |
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The man she found better than me |
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