A little man down by the parking lot he said
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"I think the world is out to get me"
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Stole my money can't see my way
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And left me here with nothing, nothing
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Well he left me here with nothing, nothing
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Some old jackets wore color all time
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Walking around looking for roaches all the time
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He says beware of the CIA
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Framing you with something
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Something
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Framing you with something
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Something
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Father is gone
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Mother is gone
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They left before I told them it
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It hurts in my heart
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That they'll never know my pain
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That they'll never feel my shame
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That they'll never see me again
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Now that Bill's become my friend
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He's alright
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I think he knows the meaning of a friend
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Open your mind
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And there you will find
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Nothing to hide
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No reason to run
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Father is gone
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Mother is gone
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They left before I told them it
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It hurts in my heart
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That they'll never know my pain
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That they'll never feel my shame
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That they'll never see me again
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My Friend Bill
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| Ours |
