Well there’s a house on the block that’s empty now that Dominique’s gone
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Well there’s a house on the block that’s empty now that Dominique’s gone
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Now her dogs are alone and there’s no one to watch her TV
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Dear Dominique I wrote to tell you you’re delightful
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Still I know want a strangle or a mouth full
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Of gasoline or to be tied up and stoned
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I wrote to tell you that I hope you’re feeling better
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Self addressed stamped envelope stuffed with your own death letter
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Written in blood and in your own handwriting
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There’s a house on the block that’s empty now that Dominique’s gone
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Well there’s a house on the block that’s empty now that Dominique’s gone
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Well there’s a house on the block that’s empty now that Dominique’s gone
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Now her dogs are alone and there’s no one to watch her TV
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Well 13524 Park and East Boulevard
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Your last stroll down the block was in the trunk of a car
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I must admit that we never thought you’d go this far
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Dear Dominique well I hope you’re feeling better
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You look so cute writing out your own death letter
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Well now there’s no one to watch your TV
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Well there’s a house on the block that’s empty now that Dominique’s gone
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Dear Dominique you have a bold imagination
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The countless ways you thought to die no hesitation
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Fantasize long enough, you know it just might come true
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Well there’s a house on the block that’s empty now that Dominique’s gone
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Well there’s a house on the block that’s empty now that Dominique’s gone
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[X6]
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A Letter To Dominique
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| Louis XIV |
