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Naked as sin, an towel
my belly
Some of us blush,
Knees turning to
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I was still a kid
There were a hundred me
I followed a naked
A body followed me
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I was still a kid
When my was lost
In a mobile whorehouse
Gift from the army, of cost
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Me, I really have liked
A little touch of
Maybe a word, a
An hour of
But, next,

Oh, it so tragic
The high heavens did not
But how much of time
I hated being at all
Next, next Now I always will
The brothel truck, the flags
The lieutenant who slapped
Our as if we were fags
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I on the wet head
Of my first case of
It is his ugly
That I hear
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That voice that of whiskey
Of and of mud
It is the voice of
It is the thick of blood
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And since the woman
I have to bed
to laugh in my arms
To whisper my head
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All the naked and the
hold each others hands
As they me scream at night
In a dream no one
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And when I am not
In a voice dry and hollow
I stand on endless lines
Of the and the followed
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One day I'll cut my off
Or myself alive
Anything, I'll do
To get out of to survive
Never to be
to be next.