Good ol' Jack McGee,
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Yeah, we all think you should go to the hospital,
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And try to get some rest.
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And dear old sister Sue,
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What would you do,
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If the only incredible man you'd loved was gone.
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I'd sell my soul so I could give it back to him.
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I'd sell my soul so I could give it back to him.
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To Mrs. Bo Peep, please tell the children we did the best we could.
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Jack says now your silver can't buy you nothing.
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Waiting outside, I told some guys that I I know some place we can go,
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To sing songs, backbones, pressed against Gibraltar.
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Good ol' Jack McGee,
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Yeah, we all think you should go to the hospital,
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And try to get some rest.
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And dear old sister Sue,
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What would you do,
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If the only incredible man you'd loved was gone.
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Good ol' Jack McGee,
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Yeah, we all think you should go to the hospital.
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Cotton Teeth
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The Snake The Cross The Crown |