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Nefertiti claimed she needed no one at all |
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Majestic in her empire like so many |
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I've seen rise and fall |
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Suitors by the dozen, even one who'd give her everything |
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Assuming the queen even needs a king |
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And what's so wrong with freedom? |
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Is there a cost too high? |
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But the slogans turn to mist in |
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Nefertiti's eyes |
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And the heart of the lioness |
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Lay down gentle like a lamb |
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Her Majesty runs like a girl |
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No composure or command |
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And I know |
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I should be glad for her |
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But I can't forget her fire |
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It just makes me lonely |
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One more goddess to retire |
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Now I have been brought down by less |
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That felled my mighty lioness |
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But what I see which makes me sad |
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Is when the loneliness gets bad |
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She has to run, she cannot take |
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That fragile fundamental ache |
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And the heart of the lioness |
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Lay down gentle like a lamb |
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Her Majesty runs like a girl |
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No composure or command |
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And I know |
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I should be glad for her |
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But I can't forget her fire |
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It just makes me lonely |
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One more goddess to retire |
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Amazed she puts me in my place |
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A royal tear rolls down her face |
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But what for me may hurt worst of all |
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Is one less soldier on the wall |
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That much lonelier for me |
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As I salute my fallen queen |
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And the heart of the lioness |
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Lay down gentle like a lamb |
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Her Majesty runs like a girl |
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No composure or command |
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And I know |
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I should be glad for her |
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But I can't forget her fire |
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It just makes me lonely |
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One more goddess to retire |
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No one should be glad for her |
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For I can't forget her fire |
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It just makes me lonely |
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One more goddess to retire |
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Nefertiti claimed she needed no one |
