My daddy was a drunk
my mother was a slave
the marriage was blue funk
now how do I behave
the past did never go
the future never came
the only thing I know
is things just stay the same
The days are endless
and the nights are long
I am defenseless
and the feeling’s wrong
Oh my love
Oh my love
My first love was from Spain
but she became a whore
the second was a saint
she ran her parents’ store
the third was like the rain
the land cries out for more
now I’m alone again
just minding my own store1990
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