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I used to be son of a bitch |
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But my mother's quit working |
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She said she couldn't get a lover |
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But they won't love you more 'cause now you make it for free |
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She went home and never let me come in |
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The winter is longer outside |
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There was a spider in the basement |
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There I learnt to see what I just wanna see |
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And in the middle of the night |
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I join my hands, no matter why |
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And in the middle of the night |
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You may see me giving birth |
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You may see me giving birth |
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My babies were all born dead |
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'Cause I have made them all alone |
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But I have given each one a grave |
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Behind a seesaw, in front of a cherry tree |
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And in the middle of the night |
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I join my hands, no matter why |
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And in the middle of the night |
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You may see me giving birth |
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You may see me giving birth |
