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YOU LOVE THEM ANYWAY
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COUNTRY POEMS They run up a high bill.
No, it's not a thrill.
They take your money honey.
They call you all day. They always want to play.
They call you all night. No, it's not a delight.
You'll have no other friends. Them, they'll end.
They'll drive you insane, a massive headache pain.
A major freight train.
A very heavy rain.
You'll wake up in bed at night, with fright.
You'll wake up in bed with thoughts going
around and around in your head.
