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When, when will the icicle melt, the icicle, icicle.
And when, when will the picture show end, the picture show, picture show.
I should not have read the paper today,
Cause a child, child, child, child he was taken away.
There's a place for the baby that died.
And there's a time for the mother who cried.
And she will hold him in her arms sometime.
Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long.
How, how could you hurt a child, how could you hurt the child?
And now does this make you satisfied, satisfied, satisfied?
I don't know what's happening to people today.
When a child, child, child, child he was taken away.
There's a place for the baby that died.
And there's a time for the mother who cried.
And she will hold him in her arms sometime.
Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long.
There's a place for the baby that died.
And there's a time for the mother who cried.
And you will hold him in your arms sometime.
Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long. Too long...
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