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Parenthetical Girls
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The Privilege
Give my best to your sister I guess they sent her to some specialist She was always this strange heartsick autistic kid But i suppose she made the most of it I suppose she made the most of it
Drove herself to the doctors Thank god your father never caught wind of it They said she caught something awful But that she made it through the worst of it Shes made it through the worst of it
Bring me the head of my love life Hopes rise waist high And its never quite the first time I don't mind two
Praise the prodigal father The boys the grew into embarrassments of men Raised of the soft constitutions I know he left you to the savages But save it for your analyst
Know if you remember Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Your face was lovely like a womans then The less than confident lover You said you'd never fall in love again You'd never fall in love again
Bring me the head of my love life It's all gone cock-eyed But if my heart breaks your birth right But i don't mind two
Forget my friends from the city They better bury me in everett Leave whats left of me on the bridge beside the sea I guess it's time i'd gotten over it
So much for elegant women God bless those broad stroke sentimentalists And though i know your hearts not really in it Ill just keep paying for the privilege Keep paying for the privilege
He paid for the privilege
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