LYRIC

She talked to idiot row,
And mingled among the rich and poor.
He talked Isabelle into the lake,
He told ol'butch
"I gotta make."
And said,
"the river was just a bloody mess,
It was such a strange sight, that
The tracks looked like bones in the

Moonlight. "
The sergeant blew a zero of smoke from
A shadow in the corner, he was just a
Pair of eyes in the corner.
"I talked to idiot row,
And mingled among the rich and poor.
I talked Isa Lee into the lake… "

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