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Well, the woman said come into my room I don't mean to be rude but like it matters And the woman said what've you got to lose It's what you were made to do, that's what matters The daddy said I'm throwing my bones on you So what if it was me and not you, 'cause like it matters And the jury said we're throwing the book on you Would've hung you but for the old fool that's what matters Run, run, Tom Robinson, Atticus can't save you now Well, the woman said come into my room I don't mean to be rude but like it matters And the woman said do I offend you It's what you were made to do and that's what matters Run, run, Tom Robinson, run on From Letras Mania