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A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z Cotton Alley [ music: john lombardo/lyric: natalie merchant ] One time You made me cry Be proud that i Remember My chin is sore The bruise is gone But the spot is tender Gave my hand a sister coy To cotton alley where You did enjoy Your wicked games You curious boy Tied my laces up together When I fell You laughed Until your belly was sore In the brick laid aisle behind The five and dime store Thats how I made you blush But doubt if you Remember Were my tears genuine Or those of a skilled Pretender Nothing precious Plain to see Dont make a fuss over me Not loud Not soft But somewhere in between Say sorry Let it be The word you mean I was a little pest who Never took a hint Could never Take a hint You pinched my fingers In a door Tossed my coloring book in a Rusty barrel Pulled spiders from my hair Fingers in the door My favorite blue blouse Stained on the back Running from a berry war Can you hear me scream In cotton alley Scream in cotton alley In cotton alley |
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