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Sunday, mom was cleaning up Jack's room, |
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I could call it |
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the beginning of this houshold's doom. |
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After knowing her son for 18 years, |
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she did not expect to find these items here. |
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In Jack's room, behind the cupboard, |
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she finds pretty stockings, |
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and dresses and heels. |
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In Jack's room, behind the cupboard, |
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she finds pretty dresses and heels. |
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Down the stairs in a confused state of mind, |
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mother tells dad: |
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'Our son's got something to hide'. |
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As he follows her back up to Jack's room, |
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really not knowing what to presume, |
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In Jack's room, |
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behind the cupboard |
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they find pretty stockings, |
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and dresses and heels. |
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In Jack's room, behind the cupboard, |
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they find pretty dresses and heels. |
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And now Jack's walking home, |
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thinks there is nothing wrong, |
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he even stopped to buy some flowers, |
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for his dearest folks |
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'cause they're such a joke, |
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they want to clean his room for hours. |
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And now Jack's in a confused state of mind, |
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mother asks him, |
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he doesn't know how to reply. |
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Then dad suddenly goes bright red and says: |
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'I've got something to confess...' |
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In Jack's room, behind the cupboard |
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there're my pretty stockings, |
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and dresses and heels. |
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In Jack's room, behind the cupboard, |
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there're my pretty dresses and heels.' |
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(Interlude) |
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In Jack's room, behind the cupboard |
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they find pretty stockings, |
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and dresses and heels. |
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In Jack's room, behind the cupboard, |
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they find pretty dresses and heels. |
