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    Take the baby's cane away and hide his little braces
    Left to his devices, he still wants that rocky road
    Feed him all your fables and your periodic tables
    Fabulous, a fatalist is what he wants to be

    But you drew the poison from me
    Picked me off the bayonet tree
    Pulled me like a tooth that kept your nights from finding sleep

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    Move into a bungalow and disconnect the phone line
    Hello, grace. It's been awhile
    Your footsteps can go unnoticed
    That's not to say that you weren't missed
    But I guess you weren't invited
    I never lacked for company
    It's for care that I was wanting

    But you drew the poison from me
    Picked me off the bayonet tree
    Pulled me like a snaggled little loose tooth

    It's these late admissions that are driving me from sleep
    I admit that I admire admiration's name
    But if you come back to my senses, I won't try to reason with you
    Knowledge gained is knowledge used. It never works out different

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    Composición: Ken Stringfellow

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