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Late night call from an old friend, her voice it was shaking at the other end. She said i didnt know who else to call. I know he doesnt treat her right but shell crawl back into bed tonight and lie awake just wondering what could have been.
Oh Anne Marie wont you please, please, please. Tell me what has he done. Oh Anne Marie im begging you please. Get out while theres still time to run
Well he starts to yell when he starts to drink and he starts a lot of trouble never stops to think about the damage that is being done. But one night the bourbon flooded his veins like a raging black river of l*st and pain and that would be the last time he raised his hand. She was shaking like a rocket on the boulevard and her tears they were cold and her eyes they were hard as she returned that angel to the bedside drawer. Then she packed her bags and she moved away, you know hes the only reason that she ever stayed. Now she is out there living on the run.
Oh Anne Marie wont you please, please, please. Tell me what have you done. Oh Anne Marie im begging you please. Get out while theres still time to run
Well me telephone dont ring no more and last i heard shes at the jersey sh*re and if i believed in god Id pray for you. But a prayer without belief is like a pill without relief, so Ill just save us both the letting down.
Oh Anne Marie wont you please, please, please. Tell me what have you done. Oh Anne Marie im begging you please. Stay out, please stay out on the run