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Bill Withers - Better Off Dead Added by Site Admin on 2007-05-05 07:51:01
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She couldnât stand me anymore,
so she just took the kids and went
You see Iâve got a drinking problem,
all the money that we have I spend
Now I must die by my own hand,
âcos Iâm not man enough to live alone,
Hey, sheâs better off without me,
and Iâm better off dead now that sheâs gone
Ah, she gave the most, took the least
and even have the priest come to our home,
And I cried and prayed and promised
that Iâll leave the stuff alone
Now I must leave what I canât face,
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I hope sheâll find her key to happy home
Hey, sheâs better off without me,
And Iâm better off dead now that sheâs gone
She used to call a friend and cried
âtil the man cut off the telephone
Sheâd sit and cry while I
went out and ⦠the thing we own
Now I must die by my own hand,
Cos Iâm not man enough to live alone
Hey sheâs better off without me,
And Iâm better off deadâ¦
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