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Eels - Jungle telegraph
Mama had a epidural
hoping I would be a girl.
The night was black, the sky was blue
the darker clouds are showing noon
I heard screaming, the doctor shouts,
Didn't give in,
I came out.
And here I am.
I found my way, down the street.
Chicken Hawks, filled with meat.
The man was big, the gun was loaded,
she had cash, but never showed it,
I heard screamin', bleeding throat
and baby I got on that boat.
And here I am.
Now im up here in the trees
shaking off the bugs and fleas
the days are long, the sun is beatin'
He says (It says) I don't die with you
Send me some lovin'
Send me some lovin'
Send it now
Send it by giraffe, on jungle telegraph
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