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She don’t love me so I jumped off the bridge
Now wish I could fly like a birdie
I would go back up and start all over
Find a way to work around the silly stuff

The river is cold and coming up really fast
I wish I could turn into a fish right now
I’d swim to you and prove that I am a winner
Not a sinner or saint, just the one late for dinner

I made a big splash on the front page papers
Now everybody talks about me an awful lot
I’m the lost, I’m the looser, I’m the pancaked boozer
Birdman-Fish of the James Street Bridge

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