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They said "stick with your own kind |
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You're out of your depth |
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Think you've had it bad so far |
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You're not finished yet" |
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And all she's known is the taste of tears |
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She's going no - where, can anybody hear |
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Now she's missing in the eyes of the law |
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She got out quick, she couldn't take much more |
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Now she's missing in the eyes of the law |
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Somebody help her |
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It's cold in the street |
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There's a cold in her nose |
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She's been walking all night |
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And the rain's soaked her clothes |
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She doesn't know what she's doing here |
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She shrugs her shoulders, guess that's the way it goes |
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And now she's missing in the eyes of the law |
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She only did it 'cos she wanted much more |
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And now she's missing in the eyes of the law |
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Somebody help her |
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Somebody |
