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People Ain't No Good

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People just ain't no good
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I think that's well understood
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You can see it everywhere you look
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People just ain't no good
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We were married under cherry trees
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Under blossom we made our vows
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All the blossoms come sailing down
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Through the streets and through the playgrounds
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The sun would stream on the sheets
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Awoken by the morning bird
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We'd buy the Sunday newspapers
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And never read a single word
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People they ain't no good
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People they ain't no good
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People they ain't no good
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Seasons came, seasons went
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The winter stripped the blossoms bare
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A different tree now lines the streets
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Shaking its fists in the air
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The winter slammed us like a fist
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The windows rattling in the gales
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To which she drew the curtains
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Made out of her wedding veils
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People they ain't no good
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People they ain't no good
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People they ain't no good
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To our love send a dozen white lilies
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To our love send a coffin of wood
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To our love let all the pink-eyed pigeons coo
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That people they just ain't no good
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To our love send back all the letters
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To our love a valentine of blood
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To our love let all the jilted lovers cry
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That people they just ain't no good
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It ain't in their hearts they're bad
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They can comfort you, some even try
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They nurse you when you're ill of health
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They bury you when you go and die
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It ain't that in their hearts they're bad
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They'd stick by you if they could
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But that's just bullshit
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People just ain't no good
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People they ain't no good
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People they ain't no good

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