| Sister, say a prayer for us
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| One we learned from nuns and such
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| I won’t believe, not a word you speak
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| Just make it sweet to hear
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| Let’s pour wine in coffee cups
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| And drive around the neighborhood
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| And shine the headlights on houses
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| Until all the news is good
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| (Oh no!) What would your mother say?
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| (Oh no!) What would your father do?
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| (Oh no!) What would the neighbors think?
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| (Oh no!)
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| How am I supposed to sleep?
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| Roaming blackouts on the street
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| Oh, not a word, not another speech
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| We’ll run the headlights down
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| These kids are foaming at the mouth
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| Psychotropic Capricorns
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| Tomorrow’s some kind of strangerland
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| Where all the news is good
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| (Oh no!) What would your mother say?
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| (Oh no!) What would your father do?
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| (Oh no!) What would the neighbors think?
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| (Oh no!) If they only knew, knew
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| How can Monday be alright
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| Then on Tuesday, lose my mind?
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| Tomorrow’s some kind of stranger
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| Who I’m not supposed to see
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| (Oh no!) What would your mother say?
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| (Oh no!) What would your father do?
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| (Oh no!) What would the neighbors think?
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| (Oh no!) If they only knew, knew |