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Leona Leona you tell him you're throughYou tell him Leona about me and youYou tell him we're married with a baby of twoYou tell him Leona you tell him you're throughYou laughed as I pleaded and walked out the doorTo meet him to kiss him to shame me once moreI knew where to find you just follow the signDancing and dining cocktails and wineThe sidewalk was crowded in front of the barI heard the siren of black police carTwo bodies lay crumbled a woman a manHis wife stood there by you a gun in her handLeona Leona it's over and throughThe baby is crying and calling for youFor me there's no difference I've known for so longThat some day you'd leave me and now you are gone From Letras Mania