| Bruno, what did you tell that man?
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| He’s a clever man, did you know?
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| I bet he works for the government
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| And I know you know I know
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| I can’t control thoughts of things I needed
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| I believe everybody needs some encouragement
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| I think it’s real unfair
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| That you should put him there
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| All we did is kiss
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| On my grave, I swear
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| Where did you find his shoes?
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| A lock of my hair?
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| All we did is kiss
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| On my grave, I swear
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| Some dull morning we were wearing sheets
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| And he whispered, «I think that they know better than me»
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| See this hand that pushed you into the creek?
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| I’m sorry, 'was just fun, and you were laughing
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| We were running towards the street
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| And I wrote my name into the fresh painted yellow line
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| And you wrote your name right there next to mine
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| We had to dodge a truck
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| He almost hit a bug
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| I think we had some luck
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| And for two bucks
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| We bought some bread
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| And fed the grey geese
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| And the ducks
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| Everyone will come
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| Everyone will yell
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| I’d thank you just the same
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| If you didn’t tell
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| My mother says that I will surely go to hell
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| Please be a good man
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| Please say you won’t tell
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| Did you know that that boy is an armed man?
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| Bearing flowers into hands
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| Very able to hold me down
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| (And love me more than anyone)
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| Bruno, what happened to your good sense?
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| I broke down, that man’s good
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| I bet he works for the government
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| Did you hear about that mother?
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| Broke her daughter’s legs in two
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| And said, «It's too dangerous out there to walk, so I had to save you»
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| I think it’s real unfair
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| That you should put him there
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| All we did is kiss
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| On my grave, I swear
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| Where did you find his shoes?
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| A lock of my hair?
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| All we did is kiss
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| On my grave, I swear
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| Everyone will come
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| Everyone will yell
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| I’d thank you just the same
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| If you didn’t tell
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| My mother says that I will surely go to hell
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| Please be a good man
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| Please say you won’t tell
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| Bruno, did you know that the Greeks in morning would eat oranges?
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| They were firm believers in fruit-curing fevers
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| And I agree
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| See, they believe that an orange warms the stomach |