And I'll coming to say goodbye
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Took inside and maids by buck-bye
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More than dreams and the bottom come
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When she would come back, right and well
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And if you catch me I'll take your time
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Ride on home in monday's own
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Of this coldness in my heart
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And this whole world riding home
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Sweet baby Jane, sweet baby Jane
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Sweet baby Jane, sweet baby Jane
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And if you call, I'll come running
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And if you ask, I will be given
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And if you need me, I will be there
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When you rush when the feeling's gone
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I'll give you hope, I'll give you hate
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By the burden's own, by the sun but it burns on
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Sweet Baby Jane
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| U2 |
