mrs william, where is william?
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where has william go?
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you know you shouldn't
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come into a place like this alone.
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now, if you'd like to sit here at my table, i'll abide,
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but it isn't usually my thing to do another's bride.
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i'll sell my heart, i'll sell my brain,
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i'll sell my love and all my fame,
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my mother, maybe, and my brother, too,
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to raise the stake to pay for you,
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to get you from his side.
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and then, i'll watch,
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keep one eye open,
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halfway fearing,
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halfway hoping
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that blackguard boy
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with handsome muscle
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disturb your sleep with tiny tussle,
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and earn by stealing
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mrs william, gone again.
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but, with your eyes, and with your aura
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you'll never leave a place alone.
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i have you always, the taste of us coming.
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you're part of our eternal home.
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you'll make the beasties and the flora
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humble and bow down.
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Mrs William
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| Bonnie Prince Billy |
