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I saw my twin working in a waffle house |
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The first birds of morning |
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Cackled from the graveyard |
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In walked the entourage |
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Big silver bus in the mountains |
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Her full hands leapt like fleas on a dog |
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Belonging without alternative |
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The waitress jumped over the table |
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And begged can I take your picture |
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West virginia this is how it's done |
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You take the money and you just run |
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Try not to look at the look |
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On the nun in the corner booth |
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It invites nobody in |
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It's a great black hole of providence |
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Please take pity upon the heart that lives in me |
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I have to turn away now |
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I can't stand watching old ladies eat |
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The waitress gazes over our table |
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Big silver bus is long gone |
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West virginia this is how it's done |
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Sir could you be a little more gentle |
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Unprofitable servant |
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Pennsylvania the 6am cold sun |
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Leaves me waiting on the thread of someone |
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The thread of someone |