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The farm hand huh? You've been told to back off so many times, And now she's resulting in full out insults. And it's clear she's got it as bad as you. She tells you're no good for him, That he deserves a princess, And all the riches and fame, And you're such a lowly farm girl, What can you offer a Hero? And then you start to believe it, And stop telling her to go away. And soon she's walking all over you. Controls you. And then he's telling you he wants to propose, And as he starts the name You're ready to cry And He gets down on his knees, And he's saying four little words Five syllables. And you can only imagine her rage.
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Jan 5, 2014
Jan 5, 2014 at 2:47 AM UTC
Five Syllables
The farm hand huh? You've been told to back off so many times, And now she's resulting in full out insults. And it's clear she's got it as bad as you. She tells you're no good for him, That he deserves a princess, And all the riches and fame, And you're such a lowly farm girl, What can you offer a Hero? And then you start to believe it, And stop telling her to go away. And soon she's walking all over you. Controls you. And then he's telling you he wants to propose, And as he starts the name You're ready to cry And He gets down on his knees, And he's saying four little words Five syllables. And you can only imagine her rage.
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Jan 5, 2014
Jan 5, 2014 at 2:47 AM UTC
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