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Vanessa's father, who liked to be alone |
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Creating works of art |
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Which he'd paint in a cottage made of stone |
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One day I crept inside, and |
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I was unaware |
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Of what I was going to find |
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Well, the pictures they opened up my mind |
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I saw sculptures of young lovers intertwined |
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And on their bodies he had signed his name |
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And so I left that place |
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With a different look upon my face |
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Well, I was fifteen, he had a certain charm |
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The way he smiled at me |
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And the way that he'd gently touch my arm |
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And somehow we would always be alone |
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When it was time to take me home |
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And so we'd speed through the countryside |
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In his convertible we'd ride |
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Vanessa's father was driving me home at night |
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And I never said a word |
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Oh, but somehow we just got here |
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Her father was driving me home at night |
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When I think back to then |
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I would count the days till |
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I could go there again |
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Oh, no, oh, no, oh, no |
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Another weekend, strange thoughts inside of me |
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Is it Vanessa whom |
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I amReally going there to see |
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I'd smoke a cigarette, |
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I thought so secretly |
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But the door it gently opened |
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And he stood there smiling down at me |
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Then he pushed me backwards against the wall |
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I looked up 'cos he's so tall |
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And then he stared into my eyes |
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And kissed me so hard, |
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I criedVanessa's father was sleeping with me at night |
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And I never said a word |
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Oh, but somehow we just got here |
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Her father, was sleeping with me at night |
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When I think back to then |
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I would count the days till |
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I could see him again |
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Oh, no, oh, no, oh, no |
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The shaft of light would fall against my skin |
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That would seem sensual to him |
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But I am too young to use these qualities |
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You bitch, |
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I must be evil |
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I must be tainted |
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He breathed against the girl he's painted a thousand times |
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I gave up and put out to him |
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Now this is present time, look back on history |
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Oh, and it seems so clear |
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Everything has been planned out for me |
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My husband smiles at me |
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Sends love for me to see |
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I can't regret my past' |
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Cos Vanessa's father is married to me |