| Here is a story 'bout a gal
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| Folks called her Torchy Tess
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| Because she trusted, her heart got busted
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| Love made her life a mess
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| It evidently was an awful blow
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| For this is, word for word, poor Tess’s tale of woe
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| I had a man
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| He was a good man
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| That is, you see, what I mean is
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| I thought he was a good man
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| I had a friend
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| She was a good friend
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| I told my friend 'bout my man 'cause
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| I thought she was a good friend
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| Life was sweet, didn’t I have my man?
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| World complete, then the fireworks began
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| Ain’t got no man, ain’t got no friend
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| Well, I bet you can guess just exactly what happened
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| That was the end, the end of my friend
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| The end of my man and almost the end of me
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| Life was sweet, didn’t I have, didn’t I have my man?
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| World complete, then the fireworks began
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| Ain’t got no man, ain’t got no friend
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| Well, I bet you can guess just exactly what happened
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| That was the end, the end of my friend
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| The end of my man, and darn near the end of me
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| Yeah |