| Sweet Abigail, your life a living hell
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| Sweet Abigail, so far down she fell
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| You were right, I was wrong
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| Now I’m alone and you’re gone
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| Spent my life, chasing whores
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| Should have not, dedicate them down the door
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| Not big Van Dyke I’m Steve McQueen, with a shotgun
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| You were right, I was wrong
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| I apologize in this song
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| Sweet Abigail, your life a living hell
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| Sweet Abigail, so far down she fell
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| Your name is Abigail, Abby for short
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| Should have been a horse, and fold your car
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| You were right, I was wrong
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| This is an apology, in the form of a song
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| Sweet Abigail, tiny dancers feet
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| Sweet Abigail, so tragic and so sweet
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| Sweet Abigail, won’t be on repair
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| Sweet Abigail, you know that I still care
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Sweet Abigail, I wish there was something I could do
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| To have you, yeah, yeah, yeah. |