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I used to know a girl |
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She had two pierced nipples and a black tattoo |
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We'd drink that |
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Mexican beer |
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We'd live on |
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Mexican food |
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Yeah, I wish |
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I could go back |
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Yes, back in time |
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Is there used to be the kind of girl that you would never leave, yeah? |
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She'd do anything to give me what |
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I need for my disease |
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She'd do anything |
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I can hear them talkin' in the real world |
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Yeah but they don't understand |
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That I'm happy in hell with my heroin girl |
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Yeah with my heroin girl |
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Is there used to be the kind of lover, you would never leave, yeah? |
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She'd do anything to give me what |
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I need for my disease |
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She'd do anything |
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I can hear them talkin' in the real world |
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Yeah but they don't understand |
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That I am losin' myself in a white-trash hell |
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Lost inside a heroin girl |
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Yeah with the heroin girl |
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They found her out in the fields |
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About a mile from home |
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Her face was warm from the sun |
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But her body was cold |
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I heard the policeman say |
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Just another overdose |
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Just another overdose |
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Is there used to be the kind of lover, you would never leave, yeah? |
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She'd do anything to give me what |
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I need for my disease |
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She'd do anything |