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Written by Heavily Armored Hamster
Hello, hello?
No...
I'm not the one you love
Just a friend of his
Hello, hello?
I'm calling you today
To tell you, he's grown ill
He's at a hospital, two blocks down
Hello, hello?
That's your son
The one that's unconscious
Thought you might like to know
Hello, Hello!
You can't hug him, You can't kiss him
Just wire me some money, I'll foot the bill
Don't worry, it's going to be all right
Hello, Hello...
You very narrowly
Missed every opportunity...
Hello, Hello!
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