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why don't you come in
sit down,

have a beer
have a crown

tell me your woes
tell me you story

tell me your pain
tell me your glory

sleep in my bed
play with my head

eat all you like
don't stop till your fed

use my phone
call your family

invite them around
we'll get on famously

then they'll leave
you'll go to sleep

i'll clean the house
i won't make a peep

i'll pay the bills
buy you some jewelry

take you on tours
we'll go to the brewery

end of your time
you leave me here

i'll be ok
have no fear

i won't cry
over the loss

what would it matter
you don't give a toss



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On Wednesday September 21st, 2005, An Expired Member (58) writes:
i like this a lot... its sad though... favorites*


On Tuesday September 27th, 2005, Dysphoria (169) writes:
i agree with apologies


On Tuesday September 20th, 2005, toy soldier (42) writes:
I know what your talking about here. Good stuff.



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