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Nicol |
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Evening's dawning, missed the morning, |
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Slept the afternoon. |
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Half the day's gone, still I laze on, |
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Got no silver spoon. |
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But there's someone out there somewhere, |
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Some girl with my other side. |
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She won't know me, but she'll show me |
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How to treat another heart. |
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Life is bedlam if you let them |
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Kick and put you down. |
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They will race you, beat, disgrace you, |
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Push your face into the ground. |
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But you can get out of there somehow, |
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She will show you how it's done. |
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She's no lady, but she made me |
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Feel that I need a crown. |
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I'll repay her and convey her |
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my realities. |
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She'll respond with, condescend with |
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trivialities. |
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For she doesn't have to think of |
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For too long to read my mind. |
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She's a winner, no beginner, |
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She's a friend of mine. |