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Gee, Ma, I wanna go, but they won't let me go |
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Gee, Ma, I wanna go home |
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Oh, the soldiers in the army, we know they're mighty fine |
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And the Navy, Air Force and Marines keep us all in line |
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But I don't want no more of this military life |
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Gee, Ma, I wanna go, but they won't let me go |
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Gee, Ma, I wanna go home |
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Oh, the viddles in the mess hall, they say they're mighty fine |
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But that She-Ite on a shingle, why, I think I'll give you mine |
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Oh, I don't want no more of this military life |
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Gee, Ma, I wanna go, but they won't let me go |
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Gee, Ma, I wanna go home |
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Oh, I wanna go back home, back where civilians roam |
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Gee, Ma, I wanna go home |
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Well, now, I tried to join the army, they said my feet were flat |
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And since I can not see them, I'll take their word for that |
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Oh Gee, Ma, I wanna go home |
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Oh, I wanna go back home, back where civilians roam |
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Gee, Ma, I wanna go home |
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Oh, the mother of all battles is what Sadam had planned |
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Well, he shoulda sent his Mother 'cause his troops all turned and ran |
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Oh, I don't want no more of this military life |
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Gee, Ma, I wanna go, but they won't let me go |
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Gee, Ma, I wanna go home |
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Oh, I wanna go back home, back where civilians roam |
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Where my rules are all my own |
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Gee, Ma, I wanna go home |
