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When the scandal broke the handle |
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And the cradles have been switched |
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Norma Jean, well she came clean |
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So I guess that dog's been fixed |
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Her skirt's too tight |
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For a Monday night |
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Her sewing machine |
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I guess it works all right |
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To tie a bow in the lace |
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The lace that graces |
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GraceI'm tired of songs about angels |
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I could use a punch in the face |
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If I wasn't saying nay |
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I'd be saying grace |
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And it's hard to find your minders |
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And it's easy to lose faith |
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But I really never minded |
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Saving Grace |
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Well if home is where the heart lies |
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And my heart is in your hands |
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Then every place you try to pray |
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A dead canary lands |
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The love I lost |
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Was the love you lent |
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The cane you raised |
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While I raised the rent |
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Asking for grace |
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But grace didn't leave a trace |
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I'm tired of songs about angels |
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I could use a punch in the face |
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If I wasn't saying nay |
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I'd be saying grace |
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And it's hard to find your minders |
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And it's easy to lose faith |
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But I really never minded |
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Saving Grace |
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When the gypsy starts to jingle |
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Her bracelet full of charms |
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I'll be dreaming in the bedroom |
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With a Valkyrie in my arms |
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I'm tired of songs about angels |
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I could use a punch in the face |
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If I wasn't saying nay |
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I'd be saying grace |
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And it's hard to find your minders |
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And it's easy to lose faith |
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But I really never minded |
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No I never really minded |
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No I never really minded |
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Saving grace |
