Lyrics by Tamara Williamson
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He came driving to her town last night
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Promising to heal her little wounds
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I would squeal for one big meal
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If you would teach me how to be ...
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Happy ...
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Happy ...
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Happy ...
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Is there one answer in that big book ?
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This may sound stupid
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but I've found religion to be
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Much too much for me
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And it touched her hair
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And she slowly fell down
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You're not dead you're just lying on the floor
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Your looking at the ankles of the radicals
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You know why the world's at world
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It's all very clear
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I don't want it anymore
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And I would squeal for one big meal
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If you will teach me how to be ...
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Happy ...
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Happy ...
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Happy ...
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Honeytone
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Microbunny |