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I know you don't come from here |
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Believe me |
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I'm very aware |
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And I'm sorry |
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You were a sad little girl |
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Who got caught up in this world |
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And I'm sorry |
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Sorry, because we're sorry all the time |
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You think you're everything |
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Some broken hearted martyr queen |
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The reason for the setting sun |
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Believe me your the only one, the only one |
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She's the only one who knows |
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So off the little queenie goes |
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To flaunt her |
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I'll begotten diamonds |
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And her elevated nose |
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My numbers in her pocket |
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Told her call me up sometime |
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Now there's just no pleasin' queenie |
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Since queenie lost her mind |
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She's the only one who knows |
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So off the little queenie goes |
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To flaunt her |
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I'll begotten diamonds |
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And her elevated nose |
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My numbers in her pocket |
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Told her call me up sometime |
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Now there's just no pleasin' queenie |
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Since queenie lost her mind |
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I tried to write a song |
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To rule out all the wrong |
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And I'm sorry |
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Hey girl lets go on a date |
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See a movie or roller skate |
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And I'm sorry, said sorry, yeah |
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Better luck next time |
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You think you're everything |
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Some broken hearted disco queen |
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The reason for the setting sun |
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Believe me your the only one, the only one |
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She's the only one who knows |
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So off the little queenie goes |
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To flaunt her |
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I'll begotten diamonds |
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And her elevated nose |
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My numbers in her pocket |
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Told her call me up sometime |
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Now there's just no pleasin' queenie |
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Since queenie lost her mind |
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She's the only one who knows |
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So off the little queenie goes |
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To flaunt her |
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I'll begotten diamonds |
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And her elevated nose |
|
My numbers in her pocket |
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Told her call me up sometime |
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Now there's just no pleasin' queenie |
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Since queenie lost her mind |
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She's the only one who knows |
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So off the little queenie goes |
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To flaunt her |
|
I'll begotten diamonds |
|
And her elevated nose |
|
My numbers in her pocket |
|
Told her call me up sometime |
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Now there's just no pleasin' queenie |
|
Since queenie lost her mind |
|
She's the only one who knows |
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So off the little queenie goes |
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To flaunt her |
|
I'll begotten diamonds |
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And her elevated nose |
|
My numbers in her pocket |
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Told her call me up sometime |
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Now there's just no pleasin' queenie |
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Since queenie lost her mind |
