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crying babies naked ladies car payments make it all stop crying babies naked ladies I’m on top of the building Maybe I should walk crying babies naked ladies She wrote her number down and gave me a wink A night with her or food for the week crying babies naked ladies dumb girls running away from home, running from the love their mothers unsure of what they’re dreaming of crying babies naked ladies the table set, the stove is humming we sit laughing, the little ones come running crying babies and naked ladies and toothless smiles and tear-filled grins and broken glass and broken bones this place is hell but this place is home
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Oct 17, 2013
Oct 17, 2013 at 12:13 AM UTC
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crying babies naked ladies car payments make it all stop crying babies naked ladies I’m on top of the building Maybe I should walk crying babies naked ladies She wrote her number down and gave me a wink A night with her or food for the week crying babies naked ladies dumb girls running away from home, running from the love their mothers unsure of what they’re dreaming of crying babies naked ladies the table set, the stove is humming we sit laughing, the little ones come running crying babies and naked ladies and toothless smiles and tear-filled grins and broken glass and broken bones this place is hell but this place is home
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Oct 17, 2013
Oct 17, 2013 at 12:13 AM UTC
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