looking for home, looking for a corner
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where I can write alone, words for my mother
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and how I came through, kicking and screaming
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smack that little ass doctor, make sure baby feels it
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daddy wonders if she'll ever wake from her dream of
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big bright stars, and she wants to be the biggest one
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look at our baby there, up on the stage
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come back baby come, back home to me
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if I could I'd tell you when I'm coming back again
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I wish I could tell you, I was coming back again
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if I could I'd tell you when I'm coming back again
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I wish I could tell you I was coming
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if I can ever come back again
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dirty child, cover your black eyes
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we'll feed you water and fix you up inside
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we'll hide you here and get you out of that dirty business
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those damn fools they nearly took our baby from us
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daddy wonders if she'll ever wake from her dreams of
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big bright stars, and she wants to be the biggest one
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look at our baby there, up on the stage
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come back baby come, back home to me
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if I could tell you I was coming back again
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I wish I could tell you I'm coming back again
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if I could I'd tell you when I'm coming back again
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I wish I could tell you I'm coming
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if I can ever come back again
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you can't make it go, you can't make it stop
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and you can't put out a fire, if it's burning hot!!
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daddy tell me, if I'll ever wake from this dream of
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big bright stars and I wanna to be the biggest
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take a look at your baby, ain't she pretty on the stage
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come back baby, come back home to me
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I wish I could come back again
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mamma, poppa, you'll never know how bad!
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if I could tell you I'm coming back again
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I would tell you I'm coming
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if I am ever coming back again
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Dirty Child
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| Rosey |
