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It's Nothing to Me
Take your Edrink to the end of the C#mball, buddy Let her Ebe, now don't be a C#mfool I Eassume (A') in prison Than to Esit down by C#mher on that Estool
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EWhat's that you C#msay, I guess you're F#mright It's nothing to Eme C#m
See that man, she belongs to him, buddy You better drink up and go while you can I can tell by the way he looks at you, buddy That he sure a quick tempered jealous man Chorus There you are stretch out on the floor, buddy Can you see what you made him do' Here they come to take him up to jail buddy And tomorrow someone will bury you Oh well, that's life, well, it was It ain't nothing to me by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com