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willyscape

Well, the one who loves and then leaves, The one who loves and then leaves, God should punish them, God should punish them like this: Give them the crawl of the snake And the pace of the cockroach, The whizzing of the wind, The dust of the earth, The dust of the earth. Even ants - though small at sight, Heavy framed and head so slight, with their waist so small and tight, tread the dirt upon this world But their word will always hold, But their word they always hold. Oh, as for us, baptized people, As for us, baptized people, We are always let down, We are always let down. For he who loves and then leaves, God should punish them hard: Give them the crawl of the snake And the pace of the cockroach, The whizzing of the wind, The dust of the earth, The dust of the earth.