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well i woke up this morning baby and i made me a dish of fries
well i woke up again some kind of morning and i made me a dish of fries
pored some cheap portvine on top but it didn't really give me any hies

then i slept a little longer, when i woke up it was time to dine
slept all through this kinda ball-and-chain day, decided it's best not to dine
that's the way i live without you, mama, it's been 17 years in a line

well, since you'be been gone now mama, all my life is an unsung blues
well exactly since you'be been gone, mama, everything's unfinished blues
there ain't enough strings on my guitar, but this is the one i choose

well, since you'be been gone now mama, my life is a dish of fries
day by day night by night, now, mama, out lives are a dish of fries
we pore some cheap portvine on top but it doesn't really improve our lives

mamma how lonesome i get nobody knows
mamma how lonesome we all get noone knows

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