damaged
goods my friend
Malenka's damaged goods burnt in the fire cracked in the flame and for
her spew of anger who's to blame who's to blame cause the wind sure rocked
the cradle and baby fell quite down and Jack and Jill still own the hill but
baby's gone and drowned
Malenka
cursed the welfare and the maintenance man too and she wove her crazy anger over
me and over you cause baby's in the fire and no one's coming home it's
all a crying shame and her heart has turned to stone
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