Seven Separate Kids, Seven Separate Fires Lyrics

I'm told to behave
I wasn't good not always
I try to be safe
I wet the bed tonight
I wet the bed tonight
this kid had a fiddle
he said keep it keep it
you're not getting away
I like the way you steal them
stolen after they tried to beat him
funny how we
ahhhhhhhhhhhh.
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Submitted by
impact On Aug 13, 2002
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