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Annalisa
Put down the phone, Annalisa
Turn up that old radio
Let down your hair, Annalisa
We gonna dance all night long
I got a letter from the prison
It looks like your boy’s coming home

It’s just three years this summer
They put your poor boy away
Oh three years and a season
From when he cut down that old man
I guess a life, Annalisa
Ain’t worth a whole lot these days

So let him in, won’t you Lisa
And don’t let him out of your sight
When he comes make him easy
But don’t let him stay out all night
I don’t see how, darling Lisa
Three years could fix him up right

He’s going back, Annalisa
You know he’ll go back in someday
He’ll break the heart of his mother
Over and over again
This I can’t bear, darling Lisa
To watch you just give it away

It’s in his eyes, Annalisa
Cold as the blade on his arm
He doesn’t love, does he Lisa?
The boy only means to do harm
I can’t stay if he’s ‘round here
You can’t trust a man with no heart

So let him in, won’t you Lisa
And don’t let him out of your sight
When he comes make him easy
But don’t let him stay out all night
I don’t see how, darling Lisa
Three years could fix him up right

So put down the phone, Annalisa
Turn up that old radio
Let down your hair, Annalisa
We gonna dance one last long
I got a letter from the prison
It looks like your boy’s coming home