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Young Bobby Lee, loved Patty McGee; They were married in the spring of eighty-three; Auburn locks and pretty as you please; Patty was a looker, complete with sharp tongue; Her greatest bi-ch was they were not rich; Bobby was no lay about and worked hard every year; The money came in, but Patty had an itch; And though they never lacked for beer; Patty wore a frown from ear to ear. On the day he found out it filled him with glee; When Patty told Bobby their two would become three; They named the boy Tommy, Patty was a Mommy; Yet, Patty still burnished a God-awful frown; What were the odds? What was the chance? When Patty saw Tommy, it was hate at first glance. For her Tommy wore no princely crown; She could tell right away the boy was down. As the years expunged, Patty’s serrated tongue, Cut Bobby into pieces. She ate up his fun until he was done; For he came home each evening chockful of dread; Till one fateful morning Patty found him dead in their bed; He held tight a note written in red; Patty ripped it away to see what it said; Be good to Tommy, be a nice Mommy; Make the insurance man pay. You’ll finally be rich, which I know is your itch; I only wish you could have loved me anyway! The money was fine, and Patty sublime; Until the funds ran dry; Then she did rant and turn on a dime; To Tommy she was, both cruel and unkind; Her hate for him a mortal crime; It came to a head, on that day of dread; When Tommy turned sixteen; Mommy tore up his heart, shredded it apart; The scars they would not mend; Tommy had a friend, by the name of Ben; To his house he did wonder out; He found a Marlin and some lead; And home he did tread with his score; He met his Mommy at the door; She swore at him as he turned about, And whacked her stiff and stout; Mommy went down hard upon her back; And before she could rally to finish her attack; Tommy stuck some lead right in her head, And as he headed off to bed. Feeling no sadness, feeling no dread; He softly whispered and this did say; She could have loved me anyway.
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