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I was stark and I was ravening... I was idle in spring, and it felt good... I was fashioned after something made of wood, that I shouldn't have done... Some girls got guns... and some get into running favors for the Queen, like deciphering what it means when the band goes - "DooRah DooRah DooRah DooRah!" I was 'bedsit' and reviews were rave... I dug your poetry a grave and it felt good... I was modeled after something made of wood, that I shouldn't have done... Some boys build guns... and some get into running errands for the King like making out the words when the band goes - "DooRah DooRah DooRah DooRah!" Hey there, pretty flower... Get yourself together... Momma's been looking for you, but momma should know better. I was silver... I was gold... I watched Holly going lightly down the road... From Letras Mania