I have a friend and he is near
We use to go talk right by the peir
He picked me up and carried me along
We had so much fun but now he is gone
He was my honny he was my man
Now hes nothing just a can
He was so sweet he was so nice
He took my feelings and made it a spice
I have nothing just despite
Maybe just a little sprite
This is the end of my love life
Maybe he'll get another wife!
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