Call me Delores.
That means sad in Spanish, right?

Words, you want words?
I’ll tell you why I joined the Reserves
Because it was the only way I could afford to go to college.
I was told I would maybe fight hurricanes, or something like that.

I was always the good kid. I never got into trouble. I didn’t hang out with those who did.
I did my schoolwork instead.
I wanted to be a nurse and help people.

Now I’m in the hospital a lot.
But I ain’t no nurse.

Who wanted this war, anyway?
Did they send their kids to fight?

Do I have regrets?
Sure,

I wish I had hung out with the bad kids.

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