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Rise up all you fine young ladies and take arms for the show. |
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Oh, we'll put your name up in lights, |
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put you down on Glory Row. |
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Would you be the star of ages |
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to light your own way at night? |
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Might be a former beauty queen with your high smile stuck on so tightly. |
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They come and they go down on Glory Row. |
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It's the same old story --- yes, it the same old show. |
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Well, hello all you gentlemen, I fear I'm a lot like you. |
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We're wearing the same school tie but a different pair of shoes. |
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How did you get to be who you are? |
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Will your children share the blame? |
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Is it really worth the time it takes |
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to carve your name on Glory Row? |
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Down on Glory Row. |
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It's the same old story --- yes, it the same old show. |