Blues Song
This is not a poem. It’s a song.
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You may be not very pretty
And I know you’re not witty
Your car look trashed
And you don’t have a lot of money
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But Baby I love you anyway
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The girls they laugh at you
Because you’re not as good as them
You are strongly disliked
Because you don’t have much
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But Baby I love you any way
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You can’t get into clubs
Because you are far from glamours
Your job is nothing to be proud of
You don’t have pretty clothes
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But baby
I love you anyway
Baby I love you anyway
But Baby I love you anyway
Yeah Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah…………………………………
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