I, I am unfrail; catch you by the tail / I'll put a letter in the mail
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that says Dear John
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I could care less about your happiness / you made this bed, you made
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this mess so lap it up
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down in the hollow witching for water, I cussed and I cussed but it
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didn't help a bit
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you, you walk around just like you own this town / well, I hate to let
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you down but you're extinct
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you do what you can; take it like a man / another chip upon your
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shoulder, son of a gun
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down in the hollow witching for water, I cussed and I cussed but it
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didn't help a bit
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the one who got away, the one who wouldn't say Daddy do it to me one
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more time! / the one who lived to tell, the one who broke your spell /
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it's all just smoke and mirrors, monkeyshine
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down in the hollow witching for water, I cussed and I cussed but it
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didn't help a bit
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dear John
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Dear John
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