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Long Distance Information, give me Memphis Tennessee
Help me find the party trying to get in touch with me
she could not leave her number, but I know who placed the call
'Cause my uncle took the message and he wrote it on the wall
Help me, Information, get in touch with my Marie
She's the only one who'd phone me here from Memphis Tennessee
Her home is on the south side, high up on a ridge
Just a half a mile from the Mississippi Bridge
Help me, Information, more than that I cannot add
Only that I miss her and all the fun we had
But we were pulled apart because her mom did not agree
And tore apart our happy home in Memphis Tennessee
Help me, Information, more than that I cannot add
Only that I miss her and all the fun we had
Marie is only six years old, Information, please
Try to get me through to her in Memphis, Tennessee
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Hi, my name is Arthur and I quit
Chicken Shit
You know he said that thing about a taking a feather for his wife
You know for a ...
Ain't nobody gonna waste my time
Nobody tells me what's his and what's mine
I break down you window, break down your door
Another thing, man, I mean it's kinda...
Go on by my house as you tear down the wall
Darling don't like it, better stay at home
I need a drive, got a hole in her head
Get a young gun, use it instead
.. one in two places ... get job
You're not gonna worry, though, are you
Wasting his time, telling me what to do
Take it or leave it, I'll put it to
Get out of the way, don't bring it down
Gotta be, gotta be put out in the ground
Chicken Shit Chicken Shit
Oh, did you see what he did
You know I was saying, I saw the whole thing with my own eyes...
It was so unreal
How you're gonna push me around
How they're gonna put words in my mouth
Listen to no one, I don't get my bail
Told me a fool always ends up in jail
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Hedda Gabler
Had a very funny face
Tired of waiting
Tired of the human race
Like her brother
Sitting in the library
Reading how dear Adolf
Was going to save all Germany
Hedda Gabler
She'll go down in history
Hedda Gabler
Down in all her misery
Like her mother
Married to the bank manager
She took the money
Hung him in the closet for fun
Hedda Gabler
She'll go down in history
Hedda Gabler
Down in all her misery
Hedda Gabler
She'll go down in history
Hedda Gabler
Down in all her misery
Sleep... sleep... sleep, Hedda Gabler
Sleep... sleep... sleep, Hedda Gabler
Sleep... sleep... sleep, Hedda Gabler
Sleep... sleep... sleep, Hedda Gabler
Sleep... sleep... sleep, Hedda Gabler
Sleep... sleep... sleep, Hedda Gabler
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