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Sweetart (Lyric) by Bachus
It's true I know a lot of great things,
but that's because I'm great.
Since, I have a cornucopia
of a thousand reasons to be late.
Because, I'm an artist,
and my poetry's for sale.
Baby, I'm so peppermint
that I even get high off kale.
Since you broke my heart?
Now I know what it is for.
Since you broke my heart,
baby I know, yes I know,
I know what a heart is for
Since you broke my heart.
Yeah, I've been every where
though I can't remember a single thing.
About what I saw or did,
Or if I remembered my words to sing.
See, you'll have to excuse the fact
that I can't take your beauty in.
And why call it gambling?
If you blew into town just to sin.
Since you broke my heart?
Now I know what it is for.
Since you broke my heart,
baby I know, yes I know,
I know what a heart is for
Since you broke my heart.
Since we came appart.
Baby I know what a heart is for.
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