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I went right back home, you would have done the sameNever washed your hands if you knew they'd dig up dirt againIt took a drought to wash her outSo I was the sun that slapped the rainUntil we all knew she'd go down the drainThey're the jacks of all tradesThe fruits of our labor were laid out to rotThey danced and sang to the sound of Amazing GraceI told you so, I told you so, I told you soUh oh! Uh oh!I got a running start, and during my second windI stirred up all the dust with an iron fist and a hair brushThe prettiest picture you ever saw, prettiest picture not on the wallI heard a voice, covered my eyesAnd wore a big smile when we dropped like fliesThey're the jacks of all tradesThe fruits of our labor were laid out to rotThey danced and sang to the sound of Amazing GraceI told you so, I told you so, I told you soI went right back home, you would have done the sameDon't dare wash your hands; we both know they'll dig up dirt againLetras de cancionesI got a running start, and during my second windHad a fit like the bitter son of AbrahamHold your breathDid you see the light?Or did your cold shoulder leave us in the ice?They're the jacks of all tradesThe fruits of our labor were laid out to rotThey danced and sang to the sound of Amazing GraceWe are, we are, we are...They danced and sang to the sound of Amazing GraceI told you so, I told you so, I told you soUh oh! Uh oh! From Letras Mania