The vows are made like a halfsung tune
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The dreams are laid like the table in the bedsit room
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The bedsprings twang like a pizzacato string
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And they make love
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Like mocking birds do sing
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Like mocking birds do sing
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Like mocking birds do sing
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Could they understand
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With marriage blisters all over their hands?
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Could they understand
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With marriage blisters over their hands?
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The punches land like the rain on a dirty street
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The sun goes down like the whiskey bottle by his feet
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The tears jing like salt on a wedding ring
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And they make love
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Like mocking birds do sing
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Like mocking birds do sing
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Like mocking birds do sing
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Could they understand
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With marriage blisters over their hands?
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Could they understand
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With marriage blisters over their hands?
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Could they understand
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With marriage blisters over their hands?
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Could they understand
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With marriage blisters over their hands?
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Could they understand
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With marriage blisters over their hands?
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Could they understand
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With marriage blisters over and over their hands?
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Over and over their hands?
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over and over their
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Could they understand
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With marriage blisters over their hands?
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Marriage Blister
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| My Life Story |
