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One road lead to the east
Another to the west
In a fit of desperation
In the dark I sought redress
As the clouds began to gather
Oh I wailed like a newborn babe
Newborn babe
And opened the book
Of bad decisions I have made
I have made
I walked in the station
All covered in blood
The watchman came out
"You can't be here, son"
So I threw down my suitcase
Oh I wailed like a newborn babe
Newborn babe
And wrote another chapter
Of bad decisions I have made
I have made
I saw Ma Bell
Looking lonesome in her time
I picked up her receiver
And dropped a dime
When I heard you answer
Oh I wailed like a newborn babe
Newborn babe
And read the dedication
From the book of bad decisions I have made
I have made
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