I can't here what your saying
Is it even true?
So I'm just gonna walk away
Nice meeting you
You're just a bum in the city
I'm a doctor's son
I know you don't want pity
So I won't give you a dime
Your breath smells whiskey clean
You drink till it's done
I'm a prince, gonna be a king
I won't drink none
Where's your momma and pop, son?
You must have left home a long time ago
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