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I said, how did |
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I get here? |
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What song did |
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I sing, yeah? |
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And just what have |
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I doneTo deserve such a thing? |
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You said, |
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I heard all that before |
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So won't you give it up, baby |
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And stop using me, boy |
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I've heard all that before |
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So bring me an apple, |
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I'm crying |
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I've been persecuted like a dying man |
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The spirit provides me |
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In a show, no mean martyr days, yeah |
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The spirit it gives |
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But it also can take away |
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You say, I heard all that before |
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So won't you give it up, baby |
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And stop using me, boy |
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I've heard all that before |
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Take a trip on the other side of hell |
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So come bite the apple, |
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I'm run down |
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Like Sodom to |
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Gomorrah, all dead now |
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So please stop to laugh and pity me |
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My soul means well, but |
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I'm sorryMy skin, it is weathered |
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And I'm nervous, yes, |
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I amMy future was in my hands |
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Till I washed it all away |
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I washed it all away, washed it all away |
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I said get along, little sister |
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I heard you're doing well |
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I heard you're doing well |
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I said get along, little sister |
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Heard you're doing well |
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Said get along, little sister |
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Heard you're doing well |
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I heard you're doing well |
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I said get along, little sister |
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Heard you're doing well |
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I heard you're doing well |
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I said show me to you |
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Said between |
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Send me song |
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Sing me a real real song |
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Sing me real song |
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Sing me real song |
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Come on, yeah |
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Come on, come |
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Sing that song |
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Sing that song |
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Sing song |
