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Bracing for Sunday
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I dropped my gloves into the stove Hymns echoed out the grate I fell in love with those electric lights That drug me into town so late To nimble, cunning, clever nights I railed behind them, deputized To scrape the lens of Christian eyes, I'm a Friday night girl Bracing for Sunday to come I only ever held one love, Her name was Mary Anne She died having a child by her brother He died because I murdered him. I shot him through his jelly eye And I won myself his wicked


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