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STUPID MAN WHO TAUGHT ME 'BOUT JAM BANDS
You're going to lose me
I have friends
Quit living with Marie
Now that I love LANDS END
You go home there
I go to thinking deep
How can I bare
My thoughts while you sleep
In a house 20 miles away
How do I see you SMILE
Work nights, can't BETRAY THE DARK today
It's not in my present style
In fantasy
Want to be a wife
Make reality
From this girl's life
Don't be a stupid man
Where your pants don't go down
Can't you understand
That you're the one I want around
Nice to you, Michael
Grateful to your body too
But I cannot take this cycle
And what it puts me through
Three years of trying
How much longer do you need
Writing poetry that's vying
For you to meet my plead
But you'd rather live there
It's infidelity to me
I beg, you don't seem to care
Soon, you can have free
Free to go without
Loose to go on home
Won't have to hear me pout
As I'm crying and you roam
Off to her house for who knows what
Rather share with her your money
Gonna lose what I got
This soft, sticky, candy, honey
You're tired of my begging
I'm tired of trying to understand
Over me, there'll be no haggling
When you're soon alone, O stupid man
Who taught me to love Jam bands.
7/3/2007 0415 cj
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