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left for dead
You've got lovely eyes she said
then cracked me over the head
with a baseball bat, stole my wallet
and left me for dead in her council flat.
Mother always warned me about Grandma
then cracked me over the head
with a baseball bat, stole my wallet
and left me for dead in her council flat.
Mother always warned me about Grandma
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