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She's been afraid to go out |
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She's afraid of the knock on her door |
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There's always a shade of a doubt |
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She can never be sure |
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Who comes to call |
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Maybe the friend of a friend of a friend |
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Anyone at all |
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Anything but nothing again |
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It used to be her town |
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It used to be her town, too |
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It used to be her town |
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It used to be her town, too |
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Seems like even her old girlfriends |
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Might be talking her down |
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She's got her name on the grapevine |
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Running up and down |
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The telephone line |
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Talking 'bout |
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Someone said, someone said |
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Something 'bout, something else |
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Someone might have said about her |
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She always figured that they were her friends |
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But maybe they can live without her |
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It used to be her town |
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It used to be her town, too |
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It used to be her town |
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It used to be her town, too |
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Well, people got used to seeing them both together |
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But now he's gone and life goes on |
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Nothing lasts forever, oh no |
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She gets the house and the garden |
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He gets the boys in the band |
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Some of them his friends |
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Some of them her friends |
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Some of them understand |
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Lord knows that this is just a small town city |
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Yes, and everyone can see you fall |
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It's got nothing to do with pity |
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I just wanted to give you a call |
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It used to be your town |
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It used to be my town, too |
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You never know 'till it all falls down |
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Somebody loves you |
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Somebody loves you |
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Darling, somebody still loves you |
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I can still remember |
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When it used to be her town, too |
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It used to be your town |
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It used to be my town, too |
