When Ever I Thunk
J
James McLain
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Twice, when once I was young bad and blue.
Someone let me off at the wrong corner I was had.
Broke in by my, you next door to shes off, and into.
And that was for me very for you, she ran lucky bad.
Love is for that slick city fella haughty oink doik.
Love is thus sothern it could then of't be hot worse.
Love is quite but never by she seen as curse.
To I thinking once if when ever I thunk, because.
Twas a heart inside burried deep overn there.
And what from that, do I think, made it worst.
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