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Ten little Indians |
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Standing around |
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I bet there are many |
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So how would I know |
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As she was only one woman - |
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only one woman |
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And I've got a picture of the woman I love |
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Who sees my lonely face? |
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Who sees my shame |
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And nobody in the place |
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Can tell me her name |
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'Cause she was only one woman - |
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only one woman |
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And I've got a picture of the woman I love |
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Ten little Indians |
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Now there are none |
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I bet there are many |
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And her love still goes on |
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'Cause she was only one woman - |
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only one woman |
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And I've got a picture of the woman I love |
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Well she was only one woman - |
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only one woman |
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And I've got a picture of the woman I love |