| I knew this kid named Alberto
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| Funny style cat and his girl looked like a turtle
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| Not Lisa Turtle, just a turtle
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| High school track he ran the hurdle
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| His peers shed tears senior year when he got murdered
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| Now Alberto was your average A student
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| Participated in class, never came late and never truant
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| His family was picture perfect his older sister was prom queen
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| His dad a decorated vet for the Vietnam team
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| His mother was Dear Abby, an ordinary house wife
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| Like clockwork, always had dinner on the table at 5
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| But Alberto had a monster, he kept under his bed
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| And instead of lettin it out, he just got a girlfriend instead
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| She knew something was funny, she could tell by his behavior
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| Or the way he flamboyantly shook his hand when he would wave to her
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| She thought nuttin of it and just shoved it in the closet
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| Until the day the word dripped out like leaky faucet
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| Alberto was homosexual; |
| I ain’t have nothin against it
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| But little Ronnie Johnson and all his football player friends did
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| They’d always pick and nag, call him fag and such and such
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| And couldn’t wait to get to gym so they could really bust his nuts
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| The gym teacher never cared, he’d just join in on the action
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| He’d make silly gestures and compare him to Micheal Jackson
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| Alberto couldn’t take it he just stopped showin up
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| And whenever he walked them halls he just felt like throwin up
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| And at night, he would cry and cry and ask «God why?»
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| Like «God, why in the fuck I had to be born this way?»
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| God would reply, «Son you gotta show 'em you’re more than gay»
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| (Gotta show 'em you’re more than gay.)
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| See he had dreams to be a track star
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| Until the warm April night them gay jokes went way too far
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| Ronnie begged for his forgiveness and invited him to a party
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| Cause his parents went away and left him plenty of Bacardi
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| Alberto kindly accepted, he was finally accepted
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| Except it was all deception and left him all unprotected
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| It was a plan Ronnie had scammed to get him in the right place
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| Verbally degrade him and rearrange his pretty face
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| The plan would go swiftly, they started callin him sissy
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| One punch turned into fifty they beat him till he was dizzy
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| Now Alberto lie in blood while his peers look on in fear
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| He took his last breath and passed away his senior year
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| Needless to say it was one big tragedy
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| And how was Ronnie gonna explain it to his family
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| While they were on vacation takin in sights
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| He got wasted and killed a kid that night
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| Don’t be a slave and behave the way they do
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| Just utilize the gifts that God gave you
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| I knew this girl named Maria, bright and talented
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| With aspirations to be a, big superstar
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| What a great idea, until she fell off
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| And started to listenin to her peers — oh dear!
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| Now Maria was your typical obnoxious analytical
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| Headstrong rebel flippin off the principal
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| Single mother home structure, she looked after baby brother
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| While moms worked two jobs just to buy supper
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| Pops was a strugglin musician, troubled man
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| Jugglin family and heroin addiction
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| He overdosed and left a notice of eviction
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| And, a crate of records on the table in the kitchen
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| And, a little angel with a keen sense of sound
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| Who saw solace in the records she found
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| And she would stay up late at night
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| Recitin songs to herself under pale moonlight
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| Rightin wrongs that her pops made
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| Promised her mom she would never go that same route, turns out
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| Carrie Anne had other plans
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| Her and her man Ronnie most popular, second best to nobody
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| Homecoming queen versus ugly duckling
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| And the story ends the same way
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| Okay Ronnie’s parents went away for a couple of days
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| And told him no drinkin — what the fuck was they thinkin?
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| Maria was oblivious that her boyfriend had already been invited
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| So when Carrie Anne asked, she got all excited
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| Like «Damn, now I got somethin to look forward to»
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| Or so she thought
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| Maria kindly accepted, she was finally accepted
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| Except it was all bullshit, now pay attention
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| Carrie Anne hated Maria cause she could sing
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| So she scored a bag of heroin, but the craziest thing
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| Was Maria never touched drugs, she did that night
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| And when her man was gettin beat she was nowhere in sight
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| Now her boyfriend lie in blood and she had no idea
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| Alberto passed away and she got hooked her senior year
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| Needless to say it was one big tragedy
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| And, I hate to break it but it doesn’t end happily
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| A warm day in May, the sky was so beautiful
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| Carrie Anne died in a crash leavin the funeral |