| She was twenty six when she came to the burbs
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| Where the family secrets stop at the curbs
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| I was nine when she moved next door
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| She had married a republican he was for the war
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| He was mean he beat her up
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| All the time preaching that republican stuff
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| Hated blacks hated jews
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| Knelt down sundays at our lady of the blues
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| Over at my house things were sad
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| Because my folks were always fighting that made me feel bad
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| I went to her door with a cookie tin
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| I said i am your neighbor would you let me in
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| She was big having a baby
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| She asked me are you hungry and i said maybe
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| She gave me soup a piece of toast
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| She gave me what i needed the most
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| Yeah
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| Thank you for the love you gave
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| To me as a child
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| There must have been so much pain
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| That you never cried
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| In my
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| Home away from home
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| Then one day we found a sick bird
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| On the very same doorstep where i first met her
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| Being a nurse well, she took the bird in
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| And we fed her with an eye dropper til the following spring
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| When the time came to let the bird go
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| This is what she said when i cried no
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| If you keep her locked inside
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| Honey, she won’t be able to fly
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| Yeah
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| Thank you for the love you gave
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| To me as a child
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| There must have been so much pain
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| That you never cried
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| In my
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| Home away from home
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| Home away from home |