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I was sitting with a bloody head |
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Outside of |
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XIn my proud boy dumbness |
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At the Berkeley |
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SquareHalf drunk, half sexed, |
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Half conscious |
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Lenny had said, " |
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Shouldn't you check it?" |
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I said, checking is for wimps |
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So I flew into the hedge |
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Looking at the blue skies below |
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Up and above |
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Flying like a dove |
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I was head over heels |
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When I hit the manhole cover |
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Kathleen walked up, said, " |
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You alright?" |
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No, I'm in pain, duh. |
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Well, sleeveless shirts |
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And catholic school skirts" |
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Small girls, big cars", |
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Al saysFor me it's the other way around |
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She said, " |
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Just show me where it hurts" |
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I said, you can pick me up and take me home |
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Or just join me on the ground |
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And we could have some kids |
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If we're lucky they'll be gay |
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And we could be proud parents |
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In the pride parade |
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I swear I almost cry |
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Every year when they go by |
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If I'd only been a girl instead of |
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A guy,Kathleen. |