She was forty-four years old or so she told me
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She'd been working for a man
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Who paid her twenty dollars
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Just to hold him
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I found that very sad
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Very sad
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Seems like an odd job to have, I know
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To love somebody
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Some of us buy friends
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Some of us buy houses to live in
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It's all the same
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We do some strange things
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He was lonely and in search of some redemption
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And though he paid her well
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He wondered if she'd be there
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In the morning
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He spend all that he had
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On a working girl
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Seems like an odd job to have, I know
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To love somebody
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Some of us buy friends
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Some of us buy houses to live in
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It's all the same
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We do some strange things
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We do some strange things
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Seems like an odd job to have, I know
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To love somebody
|
Some of us buy friends
|
Some of us buy houses to live in
|
Some of us buy friends
|
Some of us buy houses to live in
|
It's all the same
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We do some strange things
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We do some strange things
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We do some strange things
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We Do Some Strange Things
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| Jann Arden |
