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Artista: Channeling Owen Don't dwell on, whether there's a soul in me, You'll stumble, if you try to see through my intentions. When I come I always seem to think of leaving, (If) you don't like it I can find another one who will... CHORUS: I can see the pain that's painted on your face, But I smell her perfume traces in my mind. I can still remember when I was replaced, You have tried in vain to change it but there never came a time. I am alone with the ghost left behind, You got the worst kinda cracker-jack prize. I am alone with the ghost left behind, You got the worst kinda cracker-jack prize. BRIDGE: Girls all shine... Girls all shine... Don't touch me, if you're not prepared for something different, Don't tell me, that under my facade I'm kind. When I'm drunk I always want another drink and, When we suck I often want another lucky time. CHORUS: You got the worst of the cracker-jack prize. You got the worst of the cracker-jack prize. You got the worst of the cracker-jack prize. You got the worst of the cracker-jack prize.
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