Come on give me a break, what is the point if I stay,
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there¡¯s not that much I can say.
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I never really knew your mom anyway.
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And now she¡¯s crying in the bathroom.
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I¡¯m standing on the back porch for support.
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And she is begging you not to cut your hair
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cause curly hair don¡¯t look good cut short.
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And you have gotta do this now or you can never come home again.
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Yeah, you have gotta do this now or you can never come home again...again.
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You got a rash on your neck just below the line
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where at your shirt stops covering and leaves your skin bare.
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It¡¯s such an unimportant detail,
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that has nothing to do with anything,
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but it's the only thing I remember from when I cut your hair.
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And you have gotta do this now or you can never come home again.
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Yeah, you have gotta do this now or you can never come home again.
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And there are not so many options, there's not so many ways that this could possibly end.
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So you have gotta do this now or you can never come home again...again.
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Hooped Earings
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