Letra de Autobiographical Rhyming Song
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I broke a jar that was all full of pennies
They're rolling around on the floor
I know I'm wasting my time with this four-track
They're rolling around on the floor
I know I'm wasting my time with this four-track
Ignoring the knocks at the door
Does it always have to rhyme, Irene?
You shouldn't have to judge yourself
Music is a question of taste
And having lots of time to waste
Does it always have to rhyme, Irene?
You shouldn't have to judge yourself
Music is a question of taste
And having lots of time to waste
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