Soap and water take the day from my hand scrub the salt from my stinging skin slip me loose of this wedding band Soap and water hang my heart on the line scour it down in a wind of sand bleach it clean to a vinegar shine Daddy's a dark riddle Mama's a headful of bees you are my little kite carried away in the wayward breeze Soap and water wash the year from my life straighten all that we trampled and tore heal the cut we call husband and wife Daddy's a dark riddle Mama's a handful of thorns you are my little kite caught up again in the household storms Daddy's a dark riddle Mama's a headful of bees you are my little kite carried away in the wayward breeze
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