“I remember when my Mom's friend Ron would come over.”

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Well, I guess I've never thought about it that much.

We had a nice one back home in Georgia.

Had a bear on it.

I remember when my Mom's friend Ron would come over.

They'd go into the bedroom to sort out their paperwork,

And I'd just go ahead and stare at that cookie jar.

It was almost as if I took every problem that I ever had

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