will you miss me my dear
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and my wild wiLd hair
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maybe love is underwater
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and i am caught on the rocks
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i am not your enemy's daughter
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i see your mind it blocks
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take me through
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the pot-luck romance
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drug me up on cardboard wine
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cOme undress me
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call me someone else's name
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we could fuck to wheel of fortune
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be the Vanna feminists
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dress me up in sparkly skins
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you could be the prince of it
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will you miss me my dear
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and my wild wild hair
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sorrys are like promises
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thEy get bigger every time
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they grow like weeds and laundry
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and they infect my mind
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we talk hotels
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we talk whiSkey
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under water
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over thinking
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we could be the wind
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we could be the wheels
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we could jump right in
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we cOuld be the fields
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there's a well inside of me
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throw a penny iN
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and watch me cry
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i was raised on a dead end street
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and the only end is Goodbye
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will you miss me my dear
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and my wild wild hair
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Miss Me My Dear
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Bitch & Animal |