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My good looks won't save my kids
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from their dad's predicament.
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They won't see my face like this
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see my face as a shadow
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I could be wrong
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or I could be strong
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The penny-rate my love collects
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could set your ass on fire
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Instead of praying thankful hallelujahs
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on the wire
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You turn on your radio regardless
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as you start your car
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But baby don't believe it
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when he tells you who you are
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He could be wrong and
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you could be strong
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You're finding out you're selfish
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because you like your happiness
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Don't sacrifice it to the average
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Keep it for yourself
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They'll buy your butterflies
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and price them down
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to clean the racks
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Until a kid like you
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can buy them back
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I could be wrong
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or I could be strong
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I Could Be Wrong
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7 Mary 3 |