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Oh Lordy, Lordy, Lordy bring me home.
Are you there? Of course you are, but am I?
Lordy, Lordy. lordy I miss you.
One hour this day I betrayed you.
For a moment I was over there
And you were over there
Things fell apart and in shambles
I got carried away by my rambles
I was not close to thee
I thought you abandoned me
Anger, fear, loathing and despair
Were the only clothing I did wear
But now I fell and hit my head
And red blood i have bled
Thank you Lordy for smacking me hard
You are the best ever pard