When you were a kid you received no good instruction
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And your mother was nowhere to be found
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The lies were yelled and the truth was seldom spoken
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That's what you get when Margaret comes to town
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She likes to keep things upside down
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When Margaret comes to town
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When your thoughts are twisted and distorted
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And your children are forced to choose sides and lie down
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And the keeper is screaming drunk running around naked
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It's for your pleasure
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When Margaret comes to town
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She likes to keep things upside down
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When Margaret comes to town
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Oh, but those who believe in her
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They cut off their noses to spite their faces
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Leaving you the little one scared and lonely
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Who really cares about you now
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So if you see her coming man you'd better take cover
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She stays down at the dark end of a frown
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And just like the sirens that are so sweetly singing
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It's better just to leave when Margaret comes to town
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When Margaret comes to town
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She likes to keep things upside down
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When Margaret comes to town
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She likes to keep things upside down
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When Margaret comes to town
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When Margaret Comes To Town
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| John Cougar Mellencamp |
