Devotion

There are some terrible gossips
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 In this town
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 There are some terrible gossips
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 In this town
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 With jaws like vices
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 And eyes like drains
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 There are some little weasels
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 In this town
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 Scampering around loose
 With yellow teeth
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 And the beady eyes
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 We should set a standard amount of words
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 That I am to say to these
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 We should set a standard type of look
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 That you are to give to me
 
 When you want to leave
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 There are some terrible gossips
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 In this town
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 With jaws like vices
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 And eyes like drains
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 I won't tell what they say about you
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 I won't flourish the shit
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 You are my dearest friend
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 And I will protect you
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 Until the end
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 With a will like vices
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 Complete as a drain