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My Name Isn't John
“My Name Isn’t John”
I’m looking out the window, doing my part.
Waiting for my baby, to squeeze me hard!
Hugging and kissing, are the plans we made.
Time and money are all we gave.
The last guy she met, blew the deal.
She left him stranded, by spinning wheels.
Now I have her where she belongs.
The Cops just told me; my name is John!
William J. Roney III
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