| My mother loved it so she said
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| Sad eyed pearl and drop lips
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| Glancing pierce through writer man
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| Spoke hushed and frailing hips
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| Her old eyes skim in creasing lids
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| A tear falls as she describes
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| Approaching death with a yearning heart
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| With pride and no despise
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| Hot tears flow as she recounts
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| Her favourite worded token
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| Forgive me please for hurting so Don’t go away heartbroken no Don’t go away heartbroken no Just wise owl tones no velvet lies
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| Crush her velvet call
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| Oh Marlene suffer all the fools
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| Who write you on the wall
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| And hold your tongue about your life
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| Or dead hands will change the plot
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| Will make your loving sound like snakes
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| Like you were never hot
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| Hot tears flow as she recounts
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| Her favourite worded token
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| Forgive me please for hurting so My mother loved it so she said
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| Sad eyed pearl and drop lips yeag
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| Glancing pierce through writer man
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| Spoke hushed and frailing lips yeah
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| Old eyes skim in creasing lids
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| A tear falls as she describes
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| Approaching death with a yearning heart
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| With pride and no despise
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| Hot tears flow as she recounts
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| Her favourite worded token
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| Forgive me please for hurting so
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| (Repeat to improvise |