he was born to a whore
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on a flophouse floor
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they held him up and he cried
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said have you ever heard
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a sound so sore
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said not since superman died
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she cursed and hit
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and denied him tit
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'til he grew and ate her alive
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said have you ever seen such a mess
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said not since superman died
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she was walking down
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near the edge of town
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so they stopped and gave her a ride
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said have you ever been to baltimore
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said not since superman died
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she wagged her tongue
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as he gripped his gun
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and she touched his hand and he cried
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said have you ever had a girl before
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said not since superman died
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he was caught in the midst
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of a nicotine fit
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it burned him up from inside
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said otis do you have a cigarette
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said not since superman died
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they wrapped her in a plastic bag
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and threw her over the side
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said otis do you ever feel remorse
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said not since superman died
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Not Since Superman Died
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