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I don’t know the title

But I remember the jacket

And the warning

Not to wash my hands

In muddy water

And I remember the lie

Didn’t know. Didn’t know.

But, oh, ya did know

That what you gave

Was sittin’ in the house

As the sermon was being preached

And you bounced, you bounced

And waved your finger

And we all knew

That bad bad things

Aren’t always known

That we often don’t know

About the partnership

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