| My sister, my spouse
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| Are you comfortable with these words?
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| To me, they still seem to jingle
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| Like the pair of a badman’s spurs
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| My sister, my spouse
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| You’re burning at both ends
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| I said, «Is there a fire on the mountain?»
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| You replied, «Well, that all depends.»
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| You know, our parents' heroes
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| Are all movie actors
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| Necks tilted up to the angel of light
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| I can admit to the same allure
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| They say movies deal with archetypes
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| You know, I’ll try on any mask
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| Brother, Son, Husband
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| A separate face for separate tasks
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| Death-card, Scorpio, Little devil
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| Villain is obviously most fun
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| Singer, Poet, Publicman
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| Well, easier said than done
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| Do-nothing, Roop-scoop, Mooch
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| Hell, I can take it
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| Loyal friend and confidant
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| Honey, I could never fake it
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| «My sister, my spouse»:
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| Rules of engagement!
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| We’ve been working so hard
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| We need a change, I can take a hint
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| Write down on these tears of newspaper
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| Words you would like to see disappear
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| Let ash fly above the rusty stovetop
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| I’m going to start with the word «sincere»
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| My sister, my spouse |