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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ocean Hills
Ocean Hills
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dániel Kálmán Szebényi
Dániel Kálmán Szebényi
Composer
Michael A Magrann
Michael A Magrann
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Dear son
Dear son
Can you blame me? Separate peace
I will do what's right for me
[Verse 2]
Dear son, how you've been?
I've got your card and a bottle of gin now
What's new? Let me see
Well, there's no love left between your mother and me
She gets half the house, I'm getting my share
Life we've built in these twenty-three years, yeah
No guilt, I've opened my cage
Like my new girl? She's about your age, oh yeah
[Verse 3]
Oh well, you can't blame me
No, want my separate peace
Do what's right, what's right on now for me
Oh well, you can't blame me
No, want my separate peace
Don't you stand there wide-eyed, don't believe
[Verse 4]
Can you blame me? Separate peace
I will do what's right for me
[Verse 5]
And son, your mother's just fine
I see her in the market from time to time
She got so drunk that she wrecked the car
Trying to get home from the corner bar
Because this life is too short to be straight
I guess a little drink, it helps her escape
She gave up now, disillusioned in men
But in that little bottle, she found a new friend, oh yeah
[Verse 6]
Oh well, you can't blame me
No, want my separate peace
Do what's right, what's right on now for me
Oh well, you can't blame me
No, want my separate peace
Don't you stand there wide-eyed, don't believe
[Verse 7]
Oh son, I almost forgot
Your brother left his body in a parking lot
Guess it happens all the time
These goddamn kids cross the needle and line
What happened, I can't understand
He left so early, he was such a young man
Oh well, now he's gone
Are you coming home for the holidays, son?
[Verse 8]
Oh son, I almost forgot
Your brother left his body in a parking lot
Guess it happens all the time
These goddamn kids cross the needle and line
What happened, I can't understand
He left so early, he was such a young man
Oh well, now he's gone
Are you coming home for the holidays, son?
Oh yeah
[Verse 9]
Oh well, you can't blame me
No, want my separate peace
Do what's right, what's right on now for me
Oh well, you can't blame me
No, want my separate peace
Don't you stand there wide-eyed, don't believe
[Verse 10]
Oh well, you can't blame me
No, want my separate peace
Do what's right, what's right on now for me
Oh well, you can't blame me
No, want my separate peace
Let me go, set me, set me free
Written by: Dániel Kálmán Szebényi, Michael A Magrann

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