07.My Friends
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My friends, my dear friends
And lovers, oh my lovers
I''d leave you for them
.
They got a hand on my back
.
Mama has money now and mama has friends
She''s making rags for some uptown hags
With their money in bags
And why are you so sad?
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Why are you always so sad?

Why do I not understand?
Why don''t I see what it is you see?
Why can''t I live and just be?
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I''m full of guilt
I am full of guilt
You''re very tall, you''re very handsome
You have it all, your skin smells like man
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You never know how I ache
You will never know how I ache
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Ever considered the sea?
I heard you had to be strong
Why not float around with me?
It won''t take you so long
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You can go where I''m at
You can hang around with me
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A few good men will go where they ought
Where they ought to be
And a few good mothers go for what they,
What they ought to teach
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I long for a touch or reminder of us but,
But it must not be
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And a few strong branches over water reach
for what they ought not reach
.
I hope your mother knows where it is you have been
I hope your mother knows what it is you have seen
She''d be so proud