| The first time I saw her, she was messed up
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| All out of breath and runnin' her mouth
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| Ma said she’s one of them criminal girls
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| All trouble and nothing else
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| But me, I always saw something different
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| And I tried to get close any time I could
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| And one day she stopped me
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| In the alleyway and jumped me, and
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| Asked me if I would
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| And then right away, I had wings for the day
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| And I looked on that line, I was over
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| Saw saints in the street and Freckled Mary on her knees
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| Making sure that no one died 'til we got old
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| Sometimes in her car, she would tremble
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| And speak of how hard her young heart aches
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| My sister got dusted, my brothers all got busted
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| Good Lord, how much can you take?
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| And her face was a frenzy of freckles
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| Her eyes as dark as they were blue
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| She pulled me in close
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| In the custom Continental, and
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| Told me exactly what to do
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| And then right away, I had wings for the day
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| And I looked on that line, I was over
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| Saw saints in the street and Freckled Mary on her knees
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| Making sure that no one died 'til we got old
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| And we all wanna be part of something bigger
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| But now all our friends, they’re gone
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| They were taken in from the Rabbit Inn Rebellion
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| Into the paddy wagon
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| With Freckled Mary yelling firebomb (firebomb)
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| And then right away, I had wings for the day
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| And I looked on that line, I was over
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| Saw saints in the street and Freckled Mary on her knees
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| Making sure that no one died 'til we got old
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| And then right away, I had wings for the day
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| And I looked on that line, I was over
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| Saints on the street and Freckled Mary on her knees
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| Making sure that no one died 'til we got old |