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• Artiste: Tom Flannery
• Titre: Dear John
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If love don't kill me war just might a dear john letter or a fire fight civilian boots parked under my bed or an insurgent bullet in my head A woman can wave like a flag from the local airport to ol' Baghdad crying like a baby saying please don't go then it's heels and lipstick and a tallyho oh oh I don't wanna go to war what if my Mother's right and she really is a whore? no fears can be allayed from a million miles away how can my mind process IED's when she's spreadeagled right in front of me oh I don't wanna go to war oh I don't wanna go to war Said she loved a man in uniform but the plumber and the farmer planting corn? got used to her wild roving eye but these days I'm in short supply Now I'm guarding a convoy of KBR trucks until the day we all run out of luck nothing to do but sit and stew over here one and one and one makes two oh oh I don't wanna go to war what if my Mother's right and she really is a whore? no fears can be allayed from a million miles away how can my mind process IED's with her spreadeagled right in front of me oh I don't wanna go to war oh I don't wanna go to war I wish I was a kid again playing those days of remember when all grown up with too many places to go still unable to just say no If love don't kill me war just might a dear john letter or a fire fight civilian boots parked under my bed or an insurgent bullet in my head