by GFLee
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by GFLee
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Where do you think she's going, boy? That's correct sir, under your skin Old lovers, she's forgetting their names now Her name is Mercy, and you're out on a limb She picks your letter up, spits it out again Drops it into the paper shredder She's seventeen, and she's tasted your blood, boy Already she's feeling, feeling so much better Rich man wants to be young again Young man, well he wants... to be rich You want Mercy 'cos she takes you to church You want Mercy 'cos she scratches your itch Rich man wants to be young again Young man, well he wants... to be rich You want Mercy 'cos she takes you to church You want Mercy 'cos she scratches your itch Where do you think she's going, boy? Where do you think she's going, boy? Where do you think she's going, boy?
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