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. In my platforms . I hit the floor . fell face down . didn't help my
brain out . then the baby came . before I found . the magic how . to keep her happy . I
never was the fantasy . of what you want . wanted me to be . Don't judge me so harsh
little girl . so . you got a playboy mommy . but when you tell em my name . and you
want to cross that . Bridge all on your own .
little girl they'll do you no harm . cause they know . Your playboy mommy . but when
you tell em my name . from here to Birmingham I got a few friends . I never was there
was there when it counts . I get my way . you're so like me . you seemed ashamed .
ashamed that I was . a good friend of American soldiers . I'll say it loud here by your
grave . those angels can't . ever take my place . somewhere
where the orchids grow . I can't find those church bells . that played when you died .
played Gloria . talkin bout . Hosanah . don't judge me so harsh little girl .
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