.My harp is tuned to the mourning wind
My flute to the voice that weeps within
And I taught the widows' hearts to sing
You're such a nasty little girl
If you wanna taste the water>
Gotta come to the river>
If you wanna taste the water>
Gotta drown, drown, drown
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