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If you are more blitz than ritz they'll tell you every day |
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That she's much too proud to take you out |
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Her dreams a frock away |
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And oh her majesty knows |
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That damn fine girls need damn fine clothes |
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Young girls dance in arabesques so swiftly through the dark |
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And they're hunted by those hounds of men |
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Who search for tell tale hearts |
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And oh we all still know |
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That it's far too hard to ever let them go |
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Don't lose sight of what you were hoping to be |
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Blood stains a rosary |
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And by night the choir's screaming |
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Set that child alight |
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If you long for foreign seas when winter proves too cruel |
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They'll be spitting from balconies |
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The drunken priest's a fool |
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God knows he's too poor to go |
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Begging down on the streets below |
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Red lace from another class tied loosely around their necks |
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And there's young love bound in blood stained gowns |
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They almost had their heads |
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And oh we all still know |
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That borrowed highs aren't worth the awful lows |
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Don't lose sight of what you were hoping to be |
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Blood stains a rosary |
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And by night the choir's screaming |
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Set that child alight |
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If you long for foreign seas when winter proves too cruel |
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They'll be spitting from balconies |
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