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Eleanor Rigby |
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Picks up the |
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Rice in the church |
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Where a wedding has been |
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Lives in a dream |
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Waits at the |
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Window Wearing the face that |
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She keeps in a jar by the door |
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Who is it for? |
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All the lonely people |
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Where do they all come from? |
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All the lonely people |
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Where do they all belong? |
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Father McKenzie |
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Writing the |
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Words of a sermon that no one |
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Will hear |
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No one comes near |
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Look at him working |
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DarningHis socks in the night when |
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There's nobody there |
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What does he care? |
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All the lonely people |
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Where do they all come from? |
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All the lonely people |
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Where do they all belong? |
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Ah, look at all |
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The lonely people |
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Ah, look at all |
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The lonely people |
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Eleanor Rigby |
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Died in the |
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Church and was buried along |
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With her name |
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Nobody came |
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Father McKenzie |
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Wiping the |
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Dirt from his hands as he walks |
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From the grave |
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No one was saved |
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All the lonely people |
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Where do they all come from? |
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All the lonely people |
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Where do they all belong? |
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Ah, look at all |
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The lonely people |
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Ah, look at all |
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The lonely people |
