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PETE YORN
Read me the letter, baby, Do not leave out the words. Stories and cigarettes ruined lives of lesser girls, And I wanna know, ‘Cause I want you to know, And it’s a strange condition, A day in prison, It’s got me out of my head And I don’t know what I came for. Send me the money, baby, Do not leave out the wage. You know you’re the best thing ever To come out of this place, Hey I want you to know, ‘Cause I wanna know And it’s a strange condition, A day in prison, It’s got me out of my head And I don’t know what I came for, I want you to know... It’s a strange condition, A day in prison, It’s got me out of my head And I don’t know what I came for, I want you to know, I want you to know... So leave out the others, baby, Say I’m the only one, Cut out the uniforms And settle with the sun, Hey I want you to know, ‘Cause I wanna know, And it’s a strange condition, And life in prison, It’s got me outta my head And I don’t know what I came for, I want you to know... ‘Cause I wanna know, Yeah I gotta know
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