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| Ass Ponys Some Stupid With A Flare Gun Pretty As You Please Thirty candles on the birthday cake She tries to blow 'em out Does her best but leaves the one still burning It's hard to figure out It's hard to figure out she says Picking up the knife When she considers how the one still burning Best describes her life She runs her thumb along the knife blade laughing And cuts the bad part away Reverend father on the t.v. set bringing her to god She never met him never held his hand She thinks it's pretty odd She thinks it's pretty odd she says, picking up the gun Blue pistol in the screen light glowing There's a job needs done She runs her thumb along the gun sight laughing And blows the bad part away They found her hanging in the neighbor's barn Swinging in the breeze Long legged with her toes near touching As pretty as you please As pretty as you please she says picking up the axe She's walking out beyond the woodpile claiming She's gonna bring her back She runs her thumb along the axe head laughing And chops the bad part away |
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