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If you never had it then,
You don’t know how bad it is.
There is nothing like it, well,
Needless talk then, I can tell. here comes the day, I sit and wait.
Always, always something.
The bills keep coming, the car ain’t running.
Now I’m coming home again.
Another day,
Oh, the mailman’s on his way
Just sit and wait.
Always pondering my fate too late,
Another day goes.
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Dominoes are falling still, as I know they always will
Dominoes a test of will, dominoes
I bought them from you yesterday,
Little ? ? ? that you have made.
No one minds I can tell.
Seems I’ve hit the ones you shall.
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