| Late night call from that old friend
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| Her voice it was shaking on the other end
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| She said «I didn’t know who else to call»
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| I know he doesn’t treat her right
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| But she’ll crawl back into bed tonight
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| And lie awake wondering what could have been
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| Oh Anne Marie
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| Won’t you please please please
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| Tell me what has he done?
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| Oh Anne Marie
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| I’m begging you please
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| Get out while there’s still time to run
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| Well he starts to yell when he starts to drink
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| And he starts a lot of trouble never stops to think
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| About the damage that is being done
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| Oh but one night the bourbon flooded his veins
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| Like raging black river of lust and pain
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| That’d be the last time that he’d raise his hands
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| She was shaking like a rocket on the boulevard
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| And her tears they were cold but her eyes they were hard
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| She returned that angel to the bedside drawer
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| She packed her bags and she moved away
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| He’s the only reason that she ever stayed
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| Now she’s out there living on the run
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| Oh Anne Marie
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| Won’t you please please please
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| Tell me what have you done
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| Oh Anne Marie
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| I’m begging you please
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| Get out while there’s still time to run
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| Well my telephone it don’t ring no more
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| And last I heard she’s at the Jersey Shore
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| And If I believed in God I’d pray for you
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| But a prayer without belief
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| Is like a pill without relief
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| So I’ll just save us both the lettin' down
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| Oh Anne Marie
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| Won’t you please please please
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| Tell me what have you done
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| Oh Anne Marie
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| I’m begging you please
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| Get out while there’s still time to run
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| Stay out, please stay out on the run |