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When she said, "Don't waste your words, they're just lies," I cried she was deaf.
SIb FA SIb FA SIb FAAnd she worked on my face until breaking my eyes, Then said, "What else you got left?"
It was then that I got up to leave But she said, "Don't forget,
FA SIb FA SIb FA SIb FA SIbEv'rybody must give something back For something they get."
I stood there and hummed, I tapped on her drum and asked her how come.
SIb FA SIb FA SIb FAAnd she buttoned her boot, And straightened her suit, Then she said, "Don't get cute."
LAm SOLmSo I forced my hands in my pockets And felt with my thumbs,
And gallantly handed her My very last peice of gum.
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She threw me outside, I stood in the dirt where ev'ry-one walked.
And after finding I'd Forgotten my shirt, I went back and knocked.
LAm SOLmI waited in the hallway, she went to get it, And I tried to make sense,
FA SIb FA SIb FA SIb FA SIbOut of that picture of you in your wheelchair That leaned up against...
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Her Jamaican rum And when she did come, I asked her for some.
SIb FA SIb FA SIb FAShe said, "No, dear." I said, "Your words aren't clear, You'd better spit out your gum."
She screamed till her face got so red, Then she fell on the floor,
FA SIb FA SIb FA SIb FA SIbAnd I covered her up and then Thought I'd go look through her drawer.
And when I was through, I filled up my shoe And brought it to you.
SIb FA SIb FA SIb FAAnd you, you took me in, You loved me then, You didn't waste time.
SIb FA SIb FA SIb FA SIb FAAnd I, I never took much, I never asked for your crutch, Now don't ask for mine.
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