down in
south Oakland, off east 14th its raining six
a.m. on sunday and the bums are praying met
her at a party we were drunk now were
sober she said its cold got a long walk home
come over
she's a bombshell
I've
retraced my steps a thousand times seems I've
spent hours asking all my friends about
her been six months but ill never be the
same nobody remembers her name
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