Well she's halfway over this hard on son
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She's not gone yet but she's leaving
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And she's quite sure she's not the only one
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She's not gone yet but she's leaving
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Well there's a quiver up her backbone, dogs in the dust
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She's not gone yet but she's leaving
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And she'll take what she needs and she'll do what she must
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She's not gone yet but she's leaving
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There's a raw bone whisper underneath the cover
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Louder than a dead man's drum
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There's a joke that they told her when she got much older
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When she knew just what she'd become
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Oh let me tell ya that she's...
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One part evil, three-fifths blind
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She's not gone yet but she's leaving
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And she's oh so delicate and still don't mind
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She's not gone yet but she's leaving
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Well there's a chance that she knows where the bodies are kept
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She's not gone yet but she's leaving
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And she still don't remember the tears that she wept
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She's not gone yet but she's leaving
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There's a raw bone whisper underneath the cover
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Louder than a dead man's drum
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There's a joke that they told her when she got much older
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When she knew just what she'd become
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Oh let me tell ya now...
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Well she's all too generous with my time
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She's not gone yet but she's leaving
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And she knows that injustice is no real crime
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She's not gone yet but she's leaving
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And I will always remember the way that she crawled
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She's not gone yet but she's leaving
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When I throw up in the rain she pretends she's appalled
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She's not gone yet but she's leaving
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There's a raw bone whisper underneath the cover
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Louder than a dead man's drum
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There's a joke that they told her when she got much older
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When she knew just what she'd become
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She's Not Gone Yet But She's Leaving
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| The Fratellis |
