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Cigarette |
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Ashes And tickets to free dinners |
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A buck bottle of wine |
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Under a minute of my time |
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I'll give you all that |
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I have, son |
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It may be less than |
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I have, son |
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Don't cut the lines that border us, son |
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Don't waste my time |
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You're no son of mine |
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I've got so many errands to run, son |
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Fraternize with poker buddies and their cash, son |
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I spent the better part of my life |
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Singing you stupid lullabies |
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And handcuffed tight behind my back |
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Under your mother's watchful eye |
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God rest her soul |
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And God bless a wasted life (Koski) |
