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(Stephanie Bently/Adrienne Follese/Keith Follese) |
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There's a little girl livin' on the street |
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I don't understand |
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Turnin' tricks to get some some food to eat |
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I don't understand |
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There's a mama prayin' to |
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God to bring her baby back |
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I don't understand |
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I don't understand |
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There's a crack house down across the tracks |
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I don't understand |
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People tradin' smoke for cold hard cash |
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I don't understand |
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There's just no way this could be part of the greater plan |
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I don't understand |
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I don't understand |
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Is everybody livin' in a world without windows |
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Am I the only one who ses |
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If this is all that's left of what was once the promise land,oh |
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I just can't comprehend it |
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I just don't understand |
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There's a daddy walkin' out the door |
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I don't understand |
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Leavin' three kids who need him more |
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Then he understands |
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These days the trouble starts right where the family ends |
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I don't understand |
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I don't understand |
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Is everybody livin' in a world without windows |
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Am I the only one who ses |
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If this is all that's left of what was once the promise land,oh |
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I just can't comprehend it |
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I just don't understand |
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Is everybody livin' in a world without windows |
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Am I the only one who ses |
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If this is all that's left of what was once the promise land,oh |
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I just can't comprehend it |
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I just don't understand |
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I don't understand |
