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Trudy comes home with a gun
Reeking of gin
She's got an itch on her head
Wearing her wig again
Trudy hangs out the window in a shrub
She waits
Grinding her teeth scratching her head
When trudy comes along, she goes alone
Collecting bottles on the way
Trudy wakes up to buy a new pint
Clutching her head
The bottle goes down down
Another day awaits
When trudy comes along, she goes alone
Collecting bottles on the way
Swallowed a bottle
Swallowed a gun
Swallowed a bottle
Swallowed a gun
