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You can sit there with your so-called sister
Laughing at my pain, Mike mister
It will hurt
I'll feel like dirt

They're going to help me see
You don't care about me
'Cause if you did
You'd be right here with this kid

Giving her your hugs and kisses
Staying where her stronger missus
Would come shining through
Living for the everyday love of you

Giggle at me, be unkind
My loneliness will find
That you really didn't care
Too selfish to ever share

Your life with me, who filled your Friday nights
Served you, gave you my delights
Had passion for you every honey-colored moon
You can sit there dying, 'cause I'm up to flying real soon.

5/13/2006 1345 cj

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