7 Mary 3 - My My
my my stomach hurts again tonight she says:and crashes on her floorcuts what she can't untieties it to a doorif mercy was a cattle callshe didn't hearshe didn't want to play the roleof the fool againwon't be fooled againindifference as my witnessI think she'd take me backshe tears down my front doorjust to see my photographmy my head is getting so confused she sayswhat's she trying to do to me?put my sticker on her carbought a CDif mercy was a cattle callshe didn't hearshe didn't want to play the role of the fool againwon't be fooled againindifference as my witnessI think she'd take me backshe tears down my front doorjust to hear my phonographit spins...i ain't too proud to beg sweet darlindon't you leave my baby don't you goi ain't too proud to beg sweet darlindon't you leave memy my skin can't take much more of this, she saysyou're scaling over me.every time I wash it off, I find you underneathand if mercy was a cattle callshe didn't hear...she didn't want to play the role of the fool againwon't be fooled again...
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