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Girl, we're caught in the act of sniffing glue |
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And you just keep getting high now so what can I do? |
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The jail man took me away |
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On what would have been our wedding day |
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I'm all lost out here at the bar |
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Playing guitar, living out of my car |
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There's no more glue, but I'll see you |
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I'm just a jailbird (for your love) |
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I'm just a jailbird honey |
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Marking years on the wall |
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I got some sniffing to do |
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To get as high as you |
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We stuck rubber cement into the fair |
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We rode all the rides, but you wanted to fly |
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So you jumped off into the air |
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The neon lights and cotton candy skies |
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Couldn't bring you down from those highs |
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Oh now, you're so sad, oh girl |
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I see you talking to a squirrel |
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Kissing its lips, why not mine? |
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So kiss me please! |
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I'm just a jailbird (for your love) |
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I'm just a jailbird honey |
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Marking years on the wall |
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I got some sniffing to do |
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To get as high as you |
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When the jailor man takes me away |
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I won't cry, I'll just obey |
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Oh now, you're so sad, oh girl |
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I see you on the Tilt-a-Whirl |
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Kissing his lips, why not mine? |
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So kiss me please! |
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I'm just a jailbird (for your love) |
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I'm just a jailbird honey |
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Marking years on the wall |
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I got some sniffing to do |
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To get as high as you |
