| Just to be with you, love
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| oh child, fathers shaking
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| Just to be with you, love
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| oh child your fathers aching
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| I did not call because of the money
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| on our knees and out of luck
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| The ground it feels like quicksand
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| between a fight and a fuck
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| Am I still your filthy lover,
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| now that we are family?
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| I’m paranoid and I’m speechless
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| I’ll commit sin after sin
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| Just to be with you, love
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| oh child your fathers shaking
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| Just to be with you, love
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| oh child your fathers aching
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| Just to be with you, love
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| oh child, fathers shaking
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| Just to be with you, love
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| oh child, fathers aching |