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My baby I don't want your leftover time. Although I am sad that you are no longer mine, You don't know what you want, babe And I think that's alright. But I know that I'm worth more than your leftover time.
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Apr 25, 2020
Apr 25, 2020 at 1:47 AM UTC
Picking on the Banjo
My baby I don't want your leftover time. Although I am sad that you are no longer mine, You don't know what you want, babe And I think that's alright. But I know that I'm worth more than your leftover time.
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Apr 25, 2020
Apr 25, 2020 at 1:47 AM UTC
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