| Married in black, divorced in white
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| Though daddy tried to teach her wrong from right
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| It’s hard to resist on a wintry night
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| When you’re out of mind, when you’re out of sight
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| This you shouldn’t
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| And this you should
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| Oh, but Sugar Finney never could be good
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| I’ve grown a little weary of this old town
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| A conscience sure can bring you down
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| I’d like to hang around Chicago bars
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| With murderers and movie stars
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| And presidents who’d rather be
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| Alone with would be sinners like me
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| America is free
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| Cheap and easy
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| They say Sugar Finney went off her head
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| Lay once a month in a blood stained bed
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| But me, I’m careful where I tread
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| No handsome boy will ever leave me dead
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| For beauty is no guarantee
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| I’ll take the looks and the rest you can keep
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| The rest you can keep
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| I hope it makes you happy
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| Sugar Finney
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| America is free
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| Cheap and easy
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| (Children pray for me
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| Such is the price of infamy
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| Tell them I was never happy
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| Goodbye Bobby Kennedy
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| In the White House still asleep
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| Goodnight Jackie Kennedy
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| America is free
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| Cheap and easy) |