.Born to a whore on a Parisian floor>
In the ides of march, a babe to abhor>
Pardon my French, but life really sucked
When you're born and grow up an ugly duck
To the smiths to work my mother bade me
But play with the fire and you'll get burnt, you see
For after the boss gave me.
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