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Fruit flies swarm around the picnic that mama made, Attracted to the sweetness of the pies, taste of marmalade, Chocked with goodness, ice-cream is melted I'm afraid, We accept the bad with good times, memories to fade, Fruit flies swarm around the picnic that mama made, Attracted to the sweetness of the pies, taste of marmalade, Chocked with goodness, ice-cream is melted I'm afraid, We accept the bad with good times, memories to fade. I remember licking cake batter spoons, making tents in the rooms, Playing with my cousins underneath the full Georgia moon, Keen advice from Cousin Davy, kept my faith tight, And Wavies Curl bag that holds every dew rags, And pork and beans, potted meat and saltines, Grilled cheese and pig feed, bullet grapes and palm trees, Sweetness of my memories, My daddy had a '98, yellow like banana peels, Whitewalls and custom wheels, pillows in the window sills, They called my granddaddy "Razor", he was cold-witted, He hit the hooch, you made him mad and you was gone feel it, Miss Flaws sat next to my grandma, and the backbone, And an angel in disguise took the chord of family ties. Fruit flies swarm around the picnic that mama made, Attracted to the sweetness of the pies, taste of marmalade, Chocked with goodness, ice-cream is melted I'm afraid, We accept the bad with good times, memories to fade, Fruit flies swarm around the picnic that mama made, Attracted to the sweetness of the pies, taste of marmalade, Chocked with goodness, ice-cream is melted I'm afraid, We accept the bad with good times, memories to fade.


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