Irene, my dearest, please don't go
Cuz if you left, who would set my cheeks aglow?
I may be strange, messed up in the head
But I鈥檓 asking you, don鈥檛 just leave me for dead
KMC would never be the same without your love
We fit each other like a hand fits a glove
And with that, all I can do is wait and hope
That you haven鈥檛 left me to go smoke dope
Cuz drugs are bad, or so they say
Just remember I鈥檝e always been faithful, like Tammy Faye
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