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Baby sister, what a waste to see you in this place |
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I lose my mind from worrying over you |
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In a bar room filled with people all higher than a steeple |
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But I know why you do the things you do |
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And I curse the man that made you what you are today |
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I hope he dies a thousand times a thousand ways |
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Your eyes are filled with tears, sis let's get out of here' |
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Cause I love you, baby sister, let's go home |
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And I curse the man that made you what you are today |
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I hope he dies a thousand times a thousand ways |
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Your eyes are filled with tears, sis let's get out of here' |
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Cause I love you, baby sister, let's go home' |
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Cause I love you, baby sister, let's go home |
