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Get out of my presence, you're martyring me
Get out of my presence, you're martyring me
And to memory you bring me things that I was sniffing
And to memory you bring me things that I was sniffing
Put your hand here, Catalina
Put your hand here
Put your hand here, you've got it cold
Look how I'm going to die
The Chinese I had went to Germany and hasn't come back
The Chinese I had went to Germany and hasn't come back
I'm going to Germany, not having fun
To take a poison; I want to die
Put your hand here, you've got it cold
Put your hand here, my catherine
Look how I'm going to die
Put your hand here, you've got it cold
Put your hand here, my catherine
Look how I'm going to die
Look how I'm going to die
Look how I'm going to die
Look how I'm going to die
Manito of my heart
Good thing you'll know I'm dying
And I ask you and I entrust you to call a scribe
Also my cousin brother
I'd like to make a will
Like those basic clowns
You point it at me, Mr. Scribe
You write me a curtain
That in per ca' hole fits a neighbor
You point it at me, Mr. Scribe
Write me a broken painting
Who no longer knows of the saint who has been
You point it at me, Mr. Scribe
You point it at me, Mr. Scribe
Sign me an olive grove
He's never sown or sowed
You point it at me, Mr. Scribe
You point a shotgun at me
It no longer has a cannon or drumstick
You point it at me, Mr. Scribe
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