drinking on friday
mojitos go down easy
then the morning comes
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The one and only rebel child/ from a family meek and mild/ my mama seemed to know what lay in store/ Despite all my Sunday learnin'/ toward the bad I kept on turnin'/ till mama couldn't hold me anymore/ Mama tried to raise me better/ but her pleading I denied/ that leaves only me to blame 'cause mama tried -- M. Haggard
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