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Sometimes I get nervous to look at the sky in case he's looking back at me Oh how frightening it'd be to look him in the eye I've done it only once before: Louisiana, 2005 He called me Katrina And oh my, what a fuss he made And believe me when I say There's nothing like a hurricane to put you in your place
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 1:00 AM UTC
Father Dearest
Sometimes I get nervous to look at the sky in case he's looking back at me Oh how frightening it'd be to look him in the eye I've done it only once before: Louisiana, 2005 He called me Katrina And oh my, what a fuss he made And believe me when I say There's nothing like a hurricane to put you in your place
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 1:00 AM UTC
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