| Don’t you tell me that my baby is gone
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| Don’t you tell me that my baby is gone
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| He left me standing here all alone
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| Come on, come on
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| Baby, baby won’t you come back home
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| Baby, baby won’t you come back home
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| To you skeleton with a microphone
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| Come on, come on
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| Yes, I’ve bled before but not like this
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| Tell you what I got, honey I got
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| Head Rot
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| Tell me baby is she better than me
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| Keep you real good company
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| Tell me has she met your family
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| Come on, come on
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| Yes, I’ve bled before but not like this
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| Tell you what I got honey I got
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| Head rot
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| Sometimes, I can’t help feeling like I’m feeling
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| I love cherry balls better than I love myself
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| If you don’t love me, you won’t love nobody else
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| She like a spider hanging from the wall
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| Just like a spider hang me from the wall
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| Skinny long legs watching them all |