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In my platforms, |
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I hit the floor |
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Fell face down, didn't help my brain out |
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Then the baby came before |
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I foundThe magic how to keep her happy |
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I never was the fantasy of what you want |
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Wanted me to be |
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But don't judge me so harsh little girl |
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So you got a playboy mommy |
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But when you tell 'em my name |
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And you want to cross that bridge all on your own |
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Little girl, they'll do you no harm' |
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Cause they know your playboy mommy |
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But when you tell 'em my name |
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From here to |
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Birmingham, |
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I got a few friends |
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I never was there, was there when it counts |
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I get my way, you're so like me |
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You seemed ashamed, ashamed that |
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I wasA good friend of |
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American soldiers |
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I'll say it loud here by your grave |
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Those angels can't ever take my place |
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Don't judge me so harsh little girl |
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So you got a playboy mommy |
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But when you tell 'em my name, now |
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You want to cross that bridge, all on your own |
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Little girl, they'll do you no harm' |
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Cause they know, your playboy mommy |
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But when you tell 'em my name, you tell 'em my name |
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I got a few friends |
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Somewhere where the orchids grow |
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I can't find those church bells |
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That played when you died |
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Played Gloria, talkin 'bout |
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HosanahBut don't judge me so harsh little girl |
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You got a playboy mommy, come home |
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But when you tell those soldiers my name |
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And cross that bridge, all on your own |
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Little girl, they'll do you no harm' |
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Cause they know, your playboy mommy |
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But I'll be home, |
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I'll be home |
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To take you in my arms |
