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Well my woman kicked me to the curb

She was wrong, but from what i've heard

It was wall my fault, don't matter what i say

No one'll listen to me anyway



Chorus

Don't matter if your a saint or a sinner

All i know

Is history's written by the winner



She says i'm insensitive, i say she whines

But she did the deed, so word is i'm unkind

I try to explain, but its too late

She said i don't tell the truth so great



Chorus



Interlude

The Brits were just fighting for the motherland

I'd rather be a cowboy than an indian

And they love Bill Buckner down in NYC

In '86 he was the Mets MVP

What does that have to do with her and me

Well its up to her since i was cut free



9/02