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Ten Cent Blues
Lyricist:Chauntelle Dupree, Sherri Dupree, Stacy Dupree, Weston Dupree
Dear orthodox, I can't control my feelings And who hit me? I just might be Coming round the bush And my stilts, they began cracking Subsequently pushed
And I looked to see that it was she Just some abandoned little crook like me Adieu, adieu and fare thee well This was the ending, please
I was attached on bended knee But I declined my leave
But who could blame a fraction of her being? She is cheesy, she is scrawny With her uncanny styling I'm teasing, she is pleasing She just has no wit
I'm sorry I don't have her face And I'm probably gonna lose this race There is no doubt she's such a mouse With such an abstract grace Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
There is no cure, I am sure For this ten cent blues
Then she chose to dissect me And I was casted into poverty But I did not agree with her She said, 'Now, you got nerveâ€
But I don't care if I'm granted For all these things If I were one among this crowd Would you call that defeat?
In a way it's making me crazy In a sense that it's making me stronger A likely chance and it's probably proven In the end we'll all walk away
Shaking hands on a doormat I salute you, sir A stranger and a happy fit Too glad I'm part of it And that I saw it all
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