Sorry, I diden plan on sayin’ goodbye to you tha other day. I plann’d on gettin’ along juz fine wit ya, tellin’ ya about tha bitchings I’ve done for tha day and maybe even finally tellin’ ya about past loves and past hurts I’ve avoided talkin’ about for so long. Sorry but I juz can’t take that li’l trick ya pull’d on me. Suddenly, when all seem fine, I juz can’t take you anymore.
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Momma, stop worryin’. He’s gone.
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Love is not easy. Why dya want easy love?
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Happy birthday, Franz.. I wonder who's farin' off better between tha two of us?
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