Spread yellow gunk on my pancake heart
Country churned girl in my grocery cart
I paid for her dreams, she taught me to cry
Like watery knives, like rain from my eyes
I can't believe you're not mine
I can't believe you're not mine
Margerine. Margerine. margerine
Margerine. Margerine.
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