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                  Dear Abby                                 

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Dear Abby, Dear Abby; My feet are too long,
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My hair's falling out and my rights are all wrong.
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My friends they all tell me I've no friends at all,
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Won't you write me a letter, won't you give me a call.
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Signed, Bewildered.
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Chorus:   Bewildered,bewildered you have no complaint,
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You are what you are and you aint what you aint.
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So listen up buster and listen up good,
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Stop wishing for bad luck and knocking on wood.
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Signed, Dear Abby.

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Dear Abby,Dear Abby, my fountain pen leaks.
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My wife hollars at me and my kids are all freaks.
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Every side I get up is the wrong side of bed,
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If it weren't so expensive I'd wish I were dead.
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Signed, Unhappy.
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cho:  Unhappy,Unhappy, you have no complaint ...

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Dear Abby, Dear Abby, you won't believe this,
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But my stomach makes noises whenever I kiss.
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My girlfriend tells me its all in my head,
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But my stomach tells me to write you instead.
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Signed, Noise-maker.  (cho: Noise-maker,Noise-maker, ...)

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Dear Abby, Dear Abby, I never'd have thought,
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That me and my girlfriend would ever get caught.
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We were sitting in the back seat just shooting the breeze,
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With her hair up in curlers and her pants to her knees.
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Signed, Just Married. (cho: Just Married, Just Married, ...)

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