Prince Johnny, you're kind but you're not simple
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By now I think I know the difference
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You wanna be a son of someone
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Remember the time we went and snorted
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That piece of the Berlin Wall that you'd extorted
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And we had such a laugh of it, prostrate on my carpet
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You traced the Andes with your index
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And bragged when and where and who
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You're gonna bed next
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Always sons of someones
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Always sons of someones
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So you pray to all
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To make you a real boy
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So you pray to all
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To make you a real boy
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Prince Johnny, you're kind but do be careful
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By now I know just when to stand clear
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When all your friends and acolytes
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Hold in court in bathroom stalls
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When you pray to all
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To make you a real boy
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So you pray to all
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To make you a real boy
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But honey, don't mistake my affection
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For another spit-a-penny-style redemption
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'Cause we're all sons of someones
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We're all sons of someones
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I'll mean more than I mean to you
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I'll mean more than I meant to him
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So I pray to all
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To make me a real girl
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So I pray to all
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To make me a real girl
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So I pray to all
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Prince Johnny
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| St. Vincent |
