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There was 1 September day that Papa worked 2 hardFirst he crucified every dandelion out in the yardThen he screamed at baby twice 4 throwin' rocks at passin' carsBaby didn't listen, so like a priceless work of artHe got snatched by his Papa who then opened up the closet doorAnd pushed the four-year-old down, onto the closet floorBaby cried "I'm sorry, I won't do it no more"Papa said "Yeah, I know, that's what this here's 4"Smack!Ooh Papa...Smack! Smack!Ooh Papa...Papa...Smack!Ooh Papa...Smack! Smack!Ooh Papa...Papa...As the door closes, baby starts 2 cry"Please don't lock me up again, without a reason why"Papa just went outside and pointed a shotgun up in the skyHe said "How come I don't love my woman?"Then he took aim and diedBoom!Papa...Boom! Boom!Papa...PapaBoom!Papa...Boom! Boom!Papa...Papa...Don't abuse children, or else they turn out like meFair 2 partly crazy, deep down we're all the sameEvery single 1 of us knows some kind of painIn the middle of all that's crazy, this 1 fact still remainsIf u love somebody, your life won't be in vainAnd there's always a rainbow, at the end of every rain
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