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Material Love lyrics
Oh woe is me for I have great sums
My wife keeps jewels and furs
My wealth and prestige over bums
A couple of gold and silver blurrs
Twenty years now with so much
And yet to look back so little
We never keep in touch
The child's golden riddle
Now laid to rest in fooled fashion
So many things I've done
With all but one greatest passion
Our children left long ago and gone
For the price of wealth
A cost so very, very great
So much we had even good health
Sold the child's love and now it's too late
Ww WwWw Ww: Top 3
| 1. | Misericordia quid |
| 2. | Mariupol In War |
| 3. | 1984 |
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