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She got born on a Wednesday and that father of hers, the one that so confidently stuck that wife of his, desperate of a love he knew didn ’ t exist, flew on down to Florida some time later where he met a Spanish fella who took too kindly to the words he spewed and trapped a bullet in his head. The type of bullet that don ’ t leave, the one that kill ya. And she went to school and learned what was there to learn and she grew up and found a job and looked for a new fella that would ruin her again.
