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She lives in the TV sky |
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She lives in such pain |
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She rides in a bulletproof |
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Stretch limousine |
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The smoke in the barroom nights |
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The faces in the window |
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The sound of the harbor horn |
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She recognized |
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And when the music started |
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She just slipped away |
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Just like a river rollin' down |
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And when the music started |
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She just slipped away |
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High on a windy hill |
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The turbine did whine |
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Low in the valley chill |
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A baby was cryin' |
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Impossible to take the time |
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The moment is here |
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Cry out from behind the pines |
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A voice comin' near |
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And when the music started |
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She just slipped away |
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Just like a river rollin' down |
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And when the music started |
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She just slipped away |
