HOLD ON;
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To the little brown bag. If it's all (that) she has to show,
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Torn like a rag, Crazy lady she doesn't know,
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LOOK IN;
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Cos there's nothing inside, Was there anything anytime
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Little Brown Bag;
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She'll be there in the morning, sitting alone with her world in her hands,
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No goodnight in the evening, The city it understands, the circumstance.
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DREAM ON;
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In the, little brown bag. Maybe here she's better than you
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Torn like a rag, Look away it's good that you do.
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MAYBE;
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As you're, staring too hard, You could see that somehow it's real
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Little Brown Bag.
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What did she turn her back on, Was it the nightmare she couldnt face;
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Look around, It may tell you, She only puts a good case,
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So lady,
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HOLD ON......
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Little Brown Bag.
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She'll be there in the morning, sitting alone with her world in her hands,
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No goodnight in the evening, The city it understands,
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So lady,
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HOLD ON......
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To the little brown bag. If it's all (that) she has to show,
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Torn like a rag, Crazy lady she doesn't know,
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LOOK IN;
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Cos there's nothing inside, Was there anything anytime
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Little Brown Bag;
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Little Brown Bag
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| Gentle Giant |
