| Turn away, if you could get me a drink
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| Of water, 'cause my lips are chapped and faded
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| Call my Aunt Marie, help her gather all my things
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| And bury me in all my favorite colors
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| My sisters and my brothers, still, I will not kiss you
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| 'Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you
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| Now turn away, 'cause I’m awful just to see
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| 'Cause all my hair’s abandoned all my body
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| Oh, my agony, know that I will never marry
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| Baby, I’m just soggy from the chemo
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| But counting down the days to go, it just ain’t living
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| And I just hope you know
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| That if you say (If you say)
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| Goodbye today (Goodbye today)
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| I’d ask you to be true (I'd ask you to be true)
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| 'Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you
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| 'Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you |