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He was a deadbeat, on the streets..
nothing to do.. nothing to do for you
he was a deadbeat, i don't know why.
he can get a guitar, and get a job like mine..
Just give him something to eat..
a little money will help him out..
He was a deadbeat, on the streets..
nothing to do.. nothing to do for you
he was a deadbeat, i don't know why.
he can get a guitar, and get a job like mine..
Just give him something to eat..
a little money will help him out..