[Chorus]My teas gone cold Im wondering why IGot out of bed at allThe morning rain clouds up my windowAnd I cant see at allAnd even if I could itll all be grayBut your picture on my wallIt reminds me that its not so badIts not so badDear Slim I wrote but you still aint callinI left my cell my pager and my home phone at the bottomI sent two letters back in autumn you must not-a got emThere probably was a problem at the post office or somethinSometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot emBut anyways f*** it whats been up? Man hows your daughter?My girlfriends pregnant too Im bout to be a fatherIf I have a daughter guess what Im a call her?Im a name her BonnieI read about your Uncle Ronnie too Im sorryI had a friend kill himself over some b**** who didnt want himI know you probably hear this everyday but Im your biggest fanI even got the underground s*** that you did with SkamI got a room full of your posters and your pictures manI like the s*** you did with Rawkus too that s*** was fatAnyways I hope you get this man hit me backJust to chat truly yours your biggest fanThis is Stan[Chorus]Dear Slim you still aint called or wrote I hope you have a chanceI aint mad I just think its f***ed up you dont answer fansIf you didnt wanna talk to me outside your concertYou didnt have to but you coulda signed an autograph for MatthewThats my little brother man hes only six years oldWe waited in the blistering cold for youFour hours and you just said No.Thats pretty s***ty man youre like his f***in idolHe wants to be just like you man he likes you more than I doI aint that mad though I just dont like bein lied toRemember when we met in Denver you said if Id write youYou would write back see Im just like you in a wayI never knew my father neitherHe used to always cheat on my mom and beat herI can relate to what youre saying in your songsSo when I have a s***ty day I drift away and put em onCause I dont really got s*** else so that s*** helps when Im depressedI even got a tattoo of your name across the chestSometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleedsIts like adrenaline the pain is such a sudden rush for meSee everything you say is real and I respect you cause you tell itMy girlfriends jealous cause I talk about you 247But she dont know you like I know you Slim no one doesShe dont know what it was like for people like us growin upYou gotta call me man Ill be the biggest fan youll ever loseSincerely yours Stan P.S.We should be together tooMy teas gone cold Im wondering why IGot out of bed at allThe morning rain clouds up my windowAnd I cant see at allAnd even if I could itll all be grayBut your picture on my wallIt reminds me that its not so badIts not so badDear Mister Im Too Good To Call Or Write My FansThis will be the last package I ever send your a**Its been six months and still no word I dont deserve it?I know you got my last two letters;I wrote the addresses on em perfectSo this is my cassette Im sending you I hope you hear itIm in the car right now Im doing 90 on the freewayHey Slim I drank a fifth of vodka you dare me to drive?You know the song by Phil Collins In the Air of the NightAbout that guy who could a saved that other guy from drowningBut didnt then Phil saw it all then at a a show he found him?Thats kinda how this is you could a rescued me from drowningNow its too late Im on a thousand downers now Im drowsyAnd all I wanted was a lousy letter or a callI hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wallI love you Slim we coulda been together think about itYou ruined it now I hope you cant sleep and you dream about itAnd when you dream I hope you cant sleep and you scream about itI hope your conscience eats at you and you cant breathe without meSee Slim Shut up b****! Im tryin to talk!Hey Slim thats my girlfriend screamin in the trunkBut I didnt slit her throat I just tied her up see I aint like youCause if she suffocates shell suffer more and then shell die tooWell gotta go Im almost at the bridge nowOh s*** I forgot how am I supposed to send this s*** out?[Chorus]Dear Stan I meant to write you sooner but I just been busyYou said your girlfriends pregnant now how far along is she?Look Im really flattered you would call your daughter thatAnd heres an autograph for your brotherI wrote it on the Starter capIm sorry I didnt see you at the show I must of missed youDont think I did that s*** intentionally just to diss youBut whats this s*** you said about you like to cut your wrists too?I say that s*** just clownin dogCome on how f***ed up is you?You got some issues Stan I think you need some counselingTo help your a** from bouncing off the walls when you get down someAnd whats this s*** about us meant to be together?That type of s*** will make me not want us to meet each otherI really think you and your girlfriend need each otherOr maybe you just need to treat her betterI hope you get to read this letter I just hope it reaches you in timeBefore you hurt yourself I think that youll be doin just fineIf you relax a little Im glad I inspire you but StanWhy are you so mad? Try to understand that I do want you as a fanI just dont want you to do some crazy s***I seen this one s*** on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sickSome dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridgeAnd had his girlfriend in the trunk and she was pregnant with his kidAnd in the car they found a tape but they didnt say who it was toCome to think about his name was it was youDamn!

These ideas are nightmares to white parentsWhose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earringsLike whatever they say has no bearingIts so scary in a house that allows no swearingTo see him walking around with his headphones blaringAlone in his own zone cold and he dont careHes a problem child what bothers him all comes outWhen he talks about his fuckin dad walkin outCause he hates him so bad that he blocks him outIf he ever saw him again hed probably knock him outHis thoughts are whacked hes mad so hes talkin backTalkin black brainwashed from rock and rapHe sags his pants do rags and a stocking capHis stepfather hit him so he socked him backAnd broke his nose this house is a broken homeTheres no control he just lets his emotions go(Come on) Sing with me (Sing) sing for the years(Sing it) Sing for the laughter sing for the tears (Come on)Sing it with me just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you awayEntertainment is changing intertwining with gangstersIn the land of the killers a sinners mind is a sanctumHoly or unholy only have one homieOnly this gun lonely cause dont anyone know meBut everybody just feels like they can relateI guess words are a motherfucker they can be greatOr they can degrade or even worse they can teach hateIts like these kids hang on every single statement we makeLike they worship us plus all the stores ship us platinumNow how the f*ck did this metamorphosis happen?From standin on corners and porches just rappinTo havin a fortune no more kissin assBut then these critics crucify you journalists try to burn youFans turn on you attorneys all want a turn at youTo get their hands on every dime you haveThey want you to lose your mind every time you madSo they can try to make you out to look like a loose canonAny dispute wont hesitate to produce handgunsThats why these prosecutors wanna convict meStrictly just to get me off of these streets quicklyBut all their kids been listenin to me religiouslySo Im signing CDs while police fingerprint meTheyre for the judges daughter but his grudge is against meIf Im such a fuckin menace this shit doesnt make sense bIts all political if my music is literal then Im a criminalHow the f*ck can I raise a little girl?I couldnt I wouldnt be fit toYoure full of shit too Guerrera that was a fist that hit you(Come on) Sing with me (Sing) sing for the years(Sing it) Sing for the laughter sing for the tears (Come on)Sing it with me just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you awayThey say music can alter moods and talk to youWell can it load a gun up for you and cock it too?Well if it can then the next time you assault a dudeJust tell the judge it was my fault and Ill get suedSee what these kids do is hear about us totin pistolsAnd they want to get one cus they think the shits coolNot knowin were really just protectin ourselvesWe entertainers of course the shits affecting ourselvesYou ignoramus but music is reflection of selfWe just explain it and then we get our checks in the mailIts fucked up aint it how we can come from practically nothinTo bein able to have any fuckin thing that we wantedThats why we sing for these kids that dont have a thingExcept for a dream and a fuckin rap magazineWho post pinup pictures on their walls all day longIdolize they favorite rappers and know all they songsOr for anyone whos ever been through shit in they livesTil they sit and they cry at night wishing they dieTil they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibeWere nothing to you but were the fuckin shit in their eyesThats why we seize the moment and try to freeze it and own itSqueeze it and hold it cause we consider these minutes goldenAnd maybe theyll admit it when were goneJust let our spirits live on through our lyrics that you hear in our songsAnd we can(Come on) Sing with me (Sing) sing for the years(Sing it) Sing for the laughter sing for the tears (Come on)Sing it with me just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away(Come on) Sing with me (Sing) sing for the years(Sing it) Sing for the laughter sing for the tears (Come on)Sing it with me just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away

Obie Yo?Im sickDamn you straight dog?BitchesGettin sickThats why I aint got no timeFor these games and stupid tricksAll these bitches on my dickThats how dudes be gettin sickThats how dicks be gettin dripsFallin victims to this shitFrom these bitches on our dicksFuckin chickens with no ribsThats why I aint got no timeYo I woke up fucked up off the liquor I drunkI had a bag of the skunk one and last nights tunkPussy residue was on my penisDenise from the cleanersFucked me good you should of seen usBig booty bitch switch unbearable French role stylin body like a StallionSizin up the figure while my shit gettin biggaDebatin on to f*ck or do I wanna be a niggaCaressin this bitch plus Im checkin out them titsSippin on that fine shitI aint use to buyinI gotta hit it from behind its mandatoryLike takin hos money but thats anutha storyFor surely ya pussy on toast after we toastHer clothes fell like Bishop and JuiceThe womb beata clean pussy eata insertin my jockIn that spot hotta than the hottest block dont stop!Response I got when I was knockin itClocks steadin tickin kinky finga lickinThen carryin on semins at my tip when she moansI gotta slow down before I cum soonAnd work that nigga like a slave ownaWhen I dropped off my outfit she knew I wanted to bone herShe foamin at them lips the ones between the hipsPubic hairs lookin like some sour cream dipWithout the nacho my dick hit the spot thoughPussy tighta than conditions of us black folksWe in the final stretch the last part of sexI bust a fat ass nut - then I woke up nextLike what the f*ck is goin on here?This bitch evaporated pussy and all just picked up and vacatedAnd now Im frustrated cause my dick was unprotectedAnd doctor Wesley tellin me I really got that shitF*ckNow I dont wanna hit no women when this chicks got it cominSomeone betta get this bitch fore she gets kicked in the stomachAnd shes pregnant but shes eggin me on beggin me to throw erOff the steps on this porch my only weapon is forceAnd I dont wanna resort to violence of any sortBut whats she shovin me for? Doesnt she love me no more?Wasnt she huggin me four minutes ago at the door?Man Im this close to goin toe to toe with this whoreWhat would you do if she was tellin you she wants a divorceShes havin another baby of the month and its yoursAnd you found it isnt cuz this bitch has been visitinSomeone else and suckin his dick and kissin you on the lipsWhen you get back to MichiganNow the plot has thickend n worseCause you feel like youve been stickin your fuckin dick in a hearseSo your paranoid at every little cold that you getEver since they sold you this shit youve been holdin your dickSo you go to the clinic sweatin every minute you in itThen the doctor comes out lookin like Dennis the Menace *hahahaha*And its obvious to everyone in the lobby its AIDSHe aint even gotta call in you his office to say itSo you jet back home cuz you gon get that hoAnd when you see er youre gonna bend er fuckin neck back yoCause you love er you neva wouldve expect that blowObie told you to scoop how could she stoop that low?Jesus I dont believe this bitch works at the cleanasBringin me home diseases swingin from Obies penisShes so deceivin shit this hos a geniousShe geed usIm busy!Yeah f*ck these bitchesF*ck em allGet moneyHa!Shady RecordsWoo!Obie TriceEminem mothefuckerNew millennium shitYeahTurn this shit offTurn this shit the f*ck off

Mr. Mathers?Mr. Mathers?Mr. Mathers?Mr. Mathers can you hear my voice?Okay hes not respondingIm gonna need an eighteen-gaugeLeft A-C right awayB-P is ninety over twelveRespirations at eightOkay Im tubing himD-M-C this is medic forty-oneMedic forty-one this is D-M-C base go aheadHes coldSpike him back and grab the back boardOkay got itOn threeOne two threeLets move

Yeah like thatOkay yeahSay bro (yeah) where you get them from?Detroit? (Yeah) that machine gun spray boyAnd its gon hit someNew coupe? (Ooh) been whippin emNew boobs? (Yeah) where you get them done?Payroll (nice) might put you on a tableAnd spread you out like some yayo (Im naughty yah)No bitch (oh) you dont know shit (no)You just want all my money ahI was hopeless (oh) now Im focused (no)Where the f*ck is the party at?Now hold this (oh) oh shit (oh)Thats it (yeah) so sick (oh)No shit (oh)Damn Im (yeah) getting too fuckin old for this (yeah)But still as explosive with just load the clipTwo pistols on hip both are grippedI hold them at shoulder widthTook a stab in the dark and broke the tipOf my knife off but your throat is slitCause Im cutthroat to the utmost with itThe ultimateI just let the poker chips fall but they were supposed to fitNow those days are over scrapin change in sofasTryna save at Kroger (yeah)So why would I give a f*ck about backstabbin Trader Joe for?How bout that Im paid as OprahThink I may have broke the scaleCause the wait is overBut wait wait hold up cause they say I almostI almost lost itI had to reach back back and lock it yeah (lock it lock it)You almost got me (stop it stop it)I had to reach back back and lock it yeah (lock it lock it)You almost (stop it) you almost (stop it) you almost (stop it) I got it (I got it)You almost (stop it) you almost (stop it) you almost (stop it) I got it (I got it)Just sit there and act pathetic and sulkCause Im getting green Incredible HulkCause I usually get it in bulkBut I still will stomp your head to a pulp (yeah)You want smoke I got the Tical like Method ManSo get ready to die from second handGet a whiff of the doctors medicineLike sedatives youll get popped ExcedrinCause you can get it like over the counter (yo)Like I just left the damn concession stand (yeah)A mic in my hands a weapon (what?)I put that on everything like ranch Ill never landToo fly I dont plan to ever Cinderella manWhat I am is better thanEvery single one of youWhether separate or all of you band togetherAnd I put the game on the pill (yeah)Now my Shady babies are all stillbornsMeaning abortions that live cause they were still bornI can heal em with NeosporinYou bout to experience euphoria(Im a) True warrior got the plug like TrugoyGive me the cue like Im ScHoolboyAnd Ill treat the beat like a pitbull would do to a chew toy and destroy it cause boy II almost lost itI had to reach back back and lock it yeah (lock it lock it)You almost got me (stop it stop it)I had to reach back back and lock it yeah (lock it lock it)You almost (stop it) you almost (stop it) you almost (stop it) I got it (I got it)You almost (stop it) you almost (stop it) you almost (stop it) I got it (I got it)

May I have your attention please? May I have your attention please? Will the real Slim Shady please stand up? I repeat will the real Slim Shady please stand up? Were going to have a problem here Yall act like you never seen a white person before Jaws all on the floor like Pam and Tommy just burst in the door Started whoopin her ass worse than before they first get divorced Throwing her over furniture Its the return of the Oh wait no way your kidding He didnt just say what I think he did did he? And Dr Dre said Nothing you idiots Dr Dres dead hes locked in my basement (ha ha) Feminist women love Eminem chicka chicka chicka Slim Shady Im sick of him Look at him walking around grabbing his you know what Flippin the you know who yeah but hes so cute though Yea I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose But no worse than whats going on in your parents bedrooms Sometimes I want to get on TV and just let loose but cant But its cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose My bum is on your lips my bum is on your lips And if Im lucky you might just give it a little kiss And thats the message that we deliver to little kids And expect them not to know what a womens clitoris is. Of course they gonna know what intercourse is by the time they hit 4th grade They got the discovery channel dont they? We aint nothing but mammals Well some of us cannibals who cut other people open like cantaloupes. But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes Then theres no reason that a man and another man cant elope But if you feel like I feel I got the antidote. Women wave your pantyhose sing the chorus and it goes[Chorus] Im Slim Shady yes Im the real ShadyAll you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So wont the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up Please stand up Cause Im Slim Shady yes Im the real ShadyAll you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So wont the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up Please stand up Will Smith dont gotta cuss in his raps to sell records Well I do so f*ck him and f*ck you too. You think I give a damn about a Grammy? Half of you critics cant even stomach me let alone stand me. But Slim what if you win wouldnt it be weird? Why? So you guys can just lie to get me here? So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears. Shit Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst And hear em argue over who she gave head to first. Little bitch put me on blast on M-T-V Yeah hes cute but I think hes married to Kim he he I should download her audio on mp3 And show the whole world how you gave Eminem V.D. Im sick of you little girl and boy groups all you do is annoy me So Ive been sent here to destroy you And theres a million of us just like me Who cuss like me who just dont give a f*ck like me who dress like me Walk talk and act like me it just might be the next best thing But not quite me Cause Im Slim Shady yes Im the real ShadyAll you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So wont the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up Please stand up Cause Im Slim Shady yes Im the real ShadyAll you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So wont the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up Please stand up Im like a head trip to listen to Cause Im only giving you things you joke about with your friends Inside your living room The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of yall And I dont gotta be false or sugar coat it at all I just get on the mic and spit it and whether you like to admit it (rip) I just shit it better than 90 percent of you rappers out there Then you wonder how can kids eat up these albums like Valiums its funny Cause at the rate Im going when Im thirty Ill be the only person in the nursing home flirting. Pinching nurses asses when Im jackin off with Jergens And Im jerking but this whole bag of Viagra isnt working And every single person is a Slim Shady lurkin he could be workin at Burger King Spitten on your onion rings Or in the parking lot circling Screaming I dont give a f*ck with his windows down and system up So will the real Shady please stand up And put one of those fingers on each hand up And to be proud to be outta your mind and outta control And one more time loud as you can how does it go? Im Slim Shady yes Im the real ShadyAll you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So wont the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up Please stand up Cause Im Slim Shady yes Im the real ShadyAll you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So wont the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up Please stand up Cause Im Slim Shady yes Im the real ShadyAll you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So wont the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up Please stand up Cause Im Slim Shady yes Im the real ShadyAll you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So wont the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up Please stand up Haha I guess theres a Slim Shady in all of us F*ck it Lets all stand up

(Oh) yeah (yeah yeah)You know if I had a chance to do it all over again (oh oh)I wouldnt change shit (oh oh)(DA got that dope)Im screamin out No regretsYou been through the hardest spot ego the largestI made you a star (Im screamin out No regrets)I been movin slowly tryna play it lowThe Vette look like a storm (screamin out No regrets)Put you through dumb shit got you thinkin I run shit (I aint havin regrets)Ive been feeling so alone just like Im so lost just like ImYeah they miss the old meI think they want me to OD on codeineThey want my life in turmoil like in 03They want front row seats I give em nosebleedsThey want me imploding exploding self-loathing erodingIm screaming at em with no regrets and Im hulkingIm rippin out of my clothingI had to go see the doc like Kool Moe Dee (yeah)Never took much to convince DreNever been swayed by color or skin shadesSince day one Hellraiser with twin blades of a senseiGivin up no comprende (woo)Tin brain probably fucked in the membraneSlim Shade minds in the gutter but insanePen game like I just struck in the tenth frame(Screamin out No regrets)Yeah I live on the edge I sit on the ledgeTo shit on your heads I been on the benchForgive and forget is the only thing Id ever live to regretHell bent on revenge you left me for deadI crawled out my grave you better be ready and setMy enemies aint put an end to me yet(Im screamin out No regrets)You been through the hardest spot ego the largestI made you a star (Im screamin out No regrets)I been movin slowly tryna play it lowThe Vette look like a storm(Screamin out No regrets)Yeah no apologies I aint takin shit backPut you through dumb shit got you thinkin I run shit (I aint havin regrets)Ive been feeling so alone just like Im so lostYeahAll the hate cant tell exactly where it stems fromBut its happening again huh?Yall used to be in my cornerNow you just backed me in oneInnocent bystanders Im bound to hit someFor some adversaries I carry big gunsSo some targetsll get the killshotSome I just barely nicked emI can make a mistake and erupt and end up takin a dumpOr sayin some dumb shit thinkin I run shitMisplacin my anger enough to give Earl and Tyler The Creator the bruntShouldve never made a response to the disdain for the fake onesThem traitorous punks cause snakes are just cuntsThey can get fucked with eight hundred motherfuckin vibrators at once (yeah)And for any of those who may have come close to about dyinAnd cant listen to Arose without cryinFor those who feel low like youre bout spiralinBut this is only for those that Im inspirinWeapon never unholstered without firinMy will Im imposin foes are gonna feel like theyre in the throes of a mountain lionThey talk about my daughters hopin I fly off of the handleCause my first thought is to trample and write a thousand barsBut sometimes its like dropping an anvil on a house of cardsOr Godzilla squashin a crouton with combat boots onOr droppin a goddamn nuke bomb on top of an ant hill(Im screamin out No regrets) Cant do it nahYou been through the hardest spot ego the largestI made you a star (Im screamin out No regrets)I been movin slowly tryna play it lowThe Vette look like a storm (screamin out No regrets)No regrets though no white flags eitherPut you through dumb shit got you thinkin I run shit (I aint havin regrets)Ive been feeling so alone just like Im so lost just like Im

Maxine!Hello Can I speak to Maxine? Yeah this is me whats up? What up? Who dis? Denaun Yeah whats up? What are you doing? Nothing just laying in bed Huh? Nothing just laying in bed Why? I dont know thinking about something freaky to do I know this crack fiend Maxine who needs a vaccine She tests positive but tells you that her acts clean Plus she got a sugar daddy Asking every hooker that he takes in to crook her badly If you mistook her sadly on her reputation Youre in jepordation if you aint got no preparation When you step away son she got her face done Looking provocative shell let you knock it if You press the issue and get undressed to kiss you If you match the price otherwise she wont look at you twice But when you catch the lice or get the urgency To go to the emergency cause it burns to pee Dont bring your germs to me cause I aint trying to hear it While your fighting you fucking disease trying to clear it (Maxine!!) Sometimes I wonder whats your purpose? In life that is To get with every brother and unveil one of his kids shit You living trife got three kids at home and club hopping every night You say its gonna stop but it.. just.. slows.. down And then speeds back to a regular pace there is no end to this Mystery whatever your reason even is to be You say you want to be with me but how can you say that When you got niggas hiding in your closet I refrain from getting angry but you keep on that strangely I met this girl last week she was a freak and she liked me So I stepped on it and then asked my homies And chilled on the side and then watched they niggas Big game over there and take notes while I get this number I stepped to her first I cleared my throat and said Hey Bitch.. Havent I seen you before? looked at my nigga Turned around and got slapped throughout my hands And said Oh its like that? She said she just broke up with her nigga and shit She started crying and asked me to forgive her and shit She said her name was Maxine so I told her I wanted her number She asked could I give her mine too Got to the crib and called her up We got into a good conversation thats when she asked me could I f*ck I said Maxine check this out Give me your address Ill be through and youll find out Got to the crib she let me in She didnt waste time she grabbed my hand and proceeded to the bedroom I said Hold up and stop proceeding you rushing things.What the f*ck are you doing? So I went for my protection took off my clothes and started flexing As she went for my midsection I threw her down as I tore off her shirt Pulled out my jimmy and I thought about putting in work Before I hit it she said 3 dont get mad but theres something that I gotta tell your ass I said What is it another nigga? Its ok She said No I forgot to tell you that I got AIDS I got up out Hey Maxine What You thinking about sucking my dick? Yeah for a small price For a small price? What you mean? You know money nigga You dont need no damn money I cant give you no money anyways I heard you got some shit. What you what you hear I got? AIDS Who told you that bullshit? My nigga Kyu he wouldnt lie Well if thats the case Kyu got it then Oh for real its like that? Well I aint got shit So he aint got shit and if he do he aint get that shit from me I aint fucking around with no 3rd nigga F*ck that I aint fucking with you No see.. You got that shit I aint gotta f*ck with you Hold on why it aint even like that I want yall to get paid fucking

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Get upDad what?Whatd I fuckin tell you about turnin off the lights? (What what? I didnt do it)Dont fuckin lie to me I told you fuckin dont touch turn the fuckin lights off(I didnt do it)Dont you fuckin lie you little fucker (no)Dont you fuckin lie to me (stop)

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Artist- Skeeter Davis

Album- Blueberry Hill/The End of the World

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Take back the gifts you gave to me all the pretty things you gave so free Take back the promise take back the ring without your love they don't mean a thing One think I ask before you go how could you give and be so cold Take every gift but leave just one the little music box that plays our song Now ...

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