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Text: Glee. The Only Child.

You got just one egg,
You're not going to make an omelet.
Flying just one way,
You're not going to make a jet set.

Sister, brother, wherefore art thou?
No need for bunk that's in my bedroom now.

Oh damn, you dads,
Why did you settle for only me?

I'm an only child, more than enough for them
But not enough for me

Only child, only child, only child

The only "Berry" on my family tree.