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It's your bicycle bells |
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And your Rembrandt swells |
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You're children like |
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And still breathin' |
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It's your look of loss |
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When you're comin' across |
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Makes me feel like a thief |
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When you're bleedin' |
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Duchess, Duchess |
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Light up your candles for me |
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Duchess, Duchess, |
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DuchessPut all the love back in me |
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It's the Persian sea |
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Runnin' through your veins |
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You shed your names |
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With the seasons |
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Still they all return |
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With there last remains |
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And they lay them before you |
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Like breezes |
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It's your shimmerin' dress |
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It says, no |
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It says, yes |
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It says, I've nothing left for concealin' |
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It's your shapeless flesh |
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And your old girl's grace |
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It's your young girl's face |
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That I'm breathin' |
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Duchess, Duchess |
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Light up your candles for me |
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Duchess, Duchess, |
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DuchessPut all the love back in me |
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I'm lyingShe's crying |