| Angel, answer my prayer
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| Answer my prayer tonight
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| Tell me if anyone cares
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| If I do what I might
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| Angel, answer my prayer
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| And tell me if anyone else
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| Knows how much I am scared
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| That I might murder myself
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| Who will take care of my plants?
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| Maybe Martha will take care of them
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| She called on Mother’s Day and has a philodendron and a few ferns
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| They look terrible though, just like her house
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| She never dusts her leaves
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| What about Berta?
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| She’s been married three times, how can she possibly take care of four kids?
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| They’ll die — I just know these bugs will get them
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| Aphids — you have to watch for them all the time, they don’t care
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| Sent Teddy seven fifty for his birthday last week, no thank-you note
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| It’s all Martha’s fault
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| She’s not raising those children right
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| How long would it be until they noticed?
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| A week, two weeks, maybe months
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| I know why, I know why they ignore me
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| Martha pretends that she doesn’t care anymore but I know better
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| And she’s poisoned Berta against me too!
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| He was old and could barely hop around
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| And Mark would sure never have done it
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| Poor thing
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| Somebody had to do it
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| Somebody had to |