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Matthew Good Born Losers

Well there ain't nothin' to this but your daughter And the life you would not give her Break your plans Traipsed across the continent, a squatter For

Well there ain't nothing to this but your daughter and the life you would not give her break your plans traipsed across the continent a squatter for your

Well there ain't nothing to this but your daughter and the life you would not give her break your plans traipsed across the continent a squatter for