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doctors leaving for the holiday season |
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Got crystal ice picks, no gift for the gab |
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And in the parking lots --is the sedan he bought? |
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He never, he never complains when it's hot |
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He phoned the fallen daughter in the sauna playing contract bridge |
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They're soaking up the fun or doing blotters |
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I don't know which ..which...which... |
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Boys are dying on these streets |
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I know the medical world could knock you out |
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To sell the coins that you jayed last thursday |
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Dine by candelight and hold your savings tight |
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You never, you never know when the bridge falls apart |
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We spoke of latent causes sterile gauzes |
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And the bedside morale |
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We traipse around the table talking sentences |
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So incomplete... please! plea! |
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Boys are dying on these streets... |
