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Last Of The Classy Ladies

She had an air about her
Bold and proper she was
Flawless in her fashion
Or anything she does

Doctor, Doctor

The doctor says we are going to die
Our cholesterol is much too high

There is mercury in the fish we fry

Give God A Call

Feeling blue, pained, sick or lost
Give God a call
It's free of cost


Obscure to where I am going
Blind to where I have been
Darkness over-rides my psyche
Leaving vision somewhat dim

Movin' To The Country

I'm gonna get myself out of this city
I'm gonna get myself out of this city
Gonna get myself out of this city
Cause livin' here is just a pity

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