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Now it's so dark here she is missed by everyone |
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Today was her funeral, the biggest occasion in town |
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Her final show |
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Behind the curtains she was a different girl |
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Now only her diary can tell us what she was like |
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Wrapped in plastic all alone |
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Washed from river at morning dawn |
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Naked and against the rocks |
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Sweetest girl is dead and flogged |
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She never knew the joy that a little love can bring |
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Never ever will the light shine in her eyes again |
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Wrapped in plastic all alone |
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Washed from river at morning dawn |
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Naked and against the rocks |
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Sweetest girl is dead and flogged |
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Her arms bend back, and she can see the light and feel alive |
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Now that she's gone, she's feeling fine tonight and every night |
