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Feb 17, 2005 11:36

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses? You've been out riding fences for so long now. You're hard one but I know that you got your reasons. These things that are pleasing you will hurt you somehow. Don't you try the queen of diamonds boy, she'll beat you if she's able. You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet. Now it seems to me some fine things have been laid upon your table, but you only want the ones that you can't get.

Deperado oh you ain't getting no younger. Your pain and your hunger are driving you home. And freedom, oh freedom. Well that's just SOME PEOPLE TALKING. Your prison is walking thru this world all alone. Don't your feet get cold in the winter time; the sky won't snow and the sun won't shine. It's hard to tell the nighttime from the day. And you're losing all your high's and lows, ain't it funny how the feeling goes away?

Depreado, why don't you come to your sense. Come down from your fences, open the gate. It might be raining, but there's a rainbow above you. You better let somebody love you, let somebody love you; you better let somebody love you before it's too late...
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