You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille
With four hungry children and a crop in the field.
I've had some bad times,
I've lived through some sad times,
But this time the hurtin' won't heal.
You picked a fine time to leave me,Lucille.
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mofaha ┐( ˘_˘)┌ ʅ(́◡◝)ʃ,
Wed 9 Apr 2008, 13:09,
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