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How I Was Made
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Laverne/Du Santiago
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When I was made
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The good Lord rubbed my face
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To give it shape
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He formed a callous
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Thats how my face was made
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Oh sweet
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Change me
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Teach me to think like they do
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Teach me to think
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Like you
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When I was made
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The good Lord filled my veins
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Up with silt
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From the river
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That's how my blood runs cold
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You're sweet
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Change me
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Teach me to think like they do
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Teach me to think
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Like You
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When I was made
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The good Lord streched
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My skin across a frame
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Like canvas
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That's how my sense is numb
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He says I'm sweet
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Change me
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Change my colour
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Leave me grey
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There are too many moths around
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When I shine
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How I Was Made
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Kenickie |