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She thinks she missed the train to |
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Mars, she's out back counting stars. |
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She thinks she missed the train to |
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Mars, she's out back counting stars. |
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She's not at work, she's not at school, she's not in bed, |
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I think I finally broke her. |
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I bring her home everything |
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I want, and nothing that she needs. |
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I thought she'd be there holding daisies, she always waits for me. |
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She thinks she missed the train to |
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Mars, she's out back counting stars. |
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I found her out back sitting naked looking up and looking dead. |
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A crumpled yellow piece of paper, with seven nines and tens. |
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I thought she'd be there holding daisies, she always waits for me. |
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She thinks she missed the train to |
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Mars, she's out back counting stars. |
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I thought you'd be there holding daisies, you always wait for me. |
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She thinks she missed the train to |
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Mars, she's out back counting stars. |
