Well, she was wild
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she would do anything
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crawl over her head backwards
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like it was 1963
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She sleeps in garbage
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Oh Shit! Should I be alone
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She's got a simple case of what they call
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some kinda mental health
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she went wild over across the sea
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What everybody's dreaming of
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is thuderhead falling in love
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She was wild
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she would go anywhere
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I took her to Egypt and India
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Man I took her everywhere
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But now she sleeps in garbage
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But Shit! I be alone
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She's got a simple case of what they call
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some strange kinda mental health
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she went wild over 'cross the sea
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What everybody's dreaming of
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Is Thunderhead falling in love?
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She was wild
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she would go anywhere
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she dived down over backwards
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like I never knew that was there
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but, now, it was garbage
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should I be alone?
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she's got a simple case of what they call
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some kinda mental illness
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she went wild over 'cross the seas
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What everybody's dreaming of
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Is Thunderhead falling in love?
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She was wild
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she's do anything
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kisses fruit so nicely
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like I never ever seen
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but now, she sleeps in garbage
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should I be alone
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she's got a simple case of what they call
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some kind of mental hell
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she went wild over 'cross the seas
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What everybody's dreamin of
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is Thunderhead falling in love?
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Thunderhead
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The Gun Club |