| Young Pegi just died today
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| Young Pegi just died today
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| And I guess nobody even knows the case
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| But the way the story goes
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| She just ran out of clothes
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| No will this world
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| Just for the peg down
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| Last words, can’t talk
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| And then she wrote.
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| Some people can’t stand no rain
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| Some people can’t stand no rain
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| When it’s cloudy outside
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| You can’t see the sun
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| But on a bright and sunny day
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| The people all go away
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| Except one
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| Oh no don’t pity me babe
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| I know I’m alright
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| O yeah, I’m alright.
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| Don’t see no tears around me Don’t see no tears around me I don’t take too much stock
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| In the things people say
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| I’m not saying that they’re wrong
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| They’ve just been standing around too long
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| Gone bad,
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| Oh no, don’t pity me babe
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| I know I’m alright
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| O yeah, I’m alright.
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| Can’t ride my broom no more
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| Can’t ride my broom no more
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| 'Cause the landlady’s taken
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| To sweeping the floor
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| I guess I’ll go back to my place
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| And occupy a little space
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| John Doe,
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| Oh no, don’t pity me babe
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| I know I’m alright
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| O yeah, I’m alright.
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| The streets are crammed, can’t walk
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| Might find somebody and talk
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| I can’t find nobody who
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| Say boo, guess who
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| 'Cause that street is paved with aires
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| And everybody is putting on theirs
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| Can’t breathe
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| Oh no, don’t pity me babe
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| I know I’m alright
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| O yeah, I’m alright.
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| He’s standing outside my door
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| He’s standing outside my door
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| But he won’t ring the bell
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| And he’s just to scared to knock
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| And he’s puzzled
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| And he’s young
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| And he’s doing what’s already been done
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| One more
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| Oh no, don’t pity me babe
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| I know I’m alright
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| O yeah, I’m alright.
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| Oh no, don’t pity me babe
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| I know I’m alright. |