| Jennifer's Sorry |
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| jennifer’s sorry she was misunderstood |
| yes her mind can do anything, but her body’s no good |
| it just feels like a stone |
| deep in the forest, the wild birds do call |
| yes I think I once heard them, |
| but I do not recall. |
| some day I will go there, or that’s what i’m told |
| jennifer’s sorry, but she just want’s to feel |
| like the boy at the altar dressed up in red silk |
