| I once knew a girl
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| Her name was Barbara
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| The cutest little muffin you have ever seen
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| I was livin' in St. Louis
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| At the Chase Hotel
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| And she lived there
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| With her mommy and her daddy
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| And her little brother Skipper
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| Who was just thirteen
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| Just thirteen!
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| She went to Church every morning
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| Said her prayers real loud every night
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| She was the best little girl
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| In the whole damn town
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| Watch it, Devil
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| But you know I’m right
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| You know I’m right
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| One morning in the lobby
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| I whispered in her ear
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| «Honey, it’s too hot today to go to school
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| Whyn’t you call up
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| That cute little lifeguard?
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| He’s out by the hotel pool.»
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| They drank all her daddy’s whiskey
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| They took all her momma’s pills
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| They were found the next day
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| Drowned in their own vomit
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| Poor little fool
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| Poor little fool |