| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Your mother lives on Broadway I followed you all day I called but you ignored it When you kissed him In the hallway Call me crazy, call me odd Call me what you want to But Karma is a bitch I pray to God She always haunts youYou told me it is the truth But I am still afraid I am not the one That would jump the gun If I had proof I would take off my shades And be blinded by the sun You said you were in lov
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