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give a kiss from me to the citywhere there's lots of black jewelery (?)of rings i'll never keepcause if it's cheap, it looks better on mei'm fake like my fake treasuries.say hello to the suburbswhere the men work constructionand listen to their supervisorsbut listening's nothing i ever done welleveryone's hell has always become my hell.give my regards to mt. saint helensfor erupting every few yearsi could never hold my anger like thatwithout bursting into tearssay hello to the oregon coastwho's cold waters i've yet to seetell 'em i'll meet 'em in the summer timeyou can count on me, you best believeyou can count on me, you better believetell gregory i'm sorry for not sharing his bedbut i got a mean ol' daddy back homewho's love he'd never understand,who's love he'd never understand Aus Songtexte Mania