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Sally met him in the war back in 1944 |
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He took her home to the states |
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His buddies thought that she was great |
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Subway Sally's 51 |
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Her man is gone her dreams are done |
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She rides by night the Brooklyn train |
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Sleeps by day to hide the pain |
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Lonely women of the world were the happy girls |
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Lonely heroes of the world seek the happy girls |
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Nancy saw him on the street |
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His shoes were shined, his suit was neat |
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She couldn't see his broken mind |
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Behind the mask of being kind |
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He sleeps inside the iron bars |
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Nancy's smile can't hide the scars |
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Her daughter's grown, there's no one home |
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She cries all night, she's all alone |
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Lonely women of the world were the happy girls |
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Lonely heroes of the world seek the happy girls |
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To tell the truth there's no end in sight |
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Mr. Lonely always calls at night |
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Let's hold on tight until the morning light |
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Terry's gonna meet him soon |
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Today at school maybe noon |
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I hope for her it turns out right |
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I know she's got a date tonight |
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Had my ups, had my downs |
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Truth was lost but truth was found |
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This I've learned the world still turns |
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We all get bruised, we all get burned |
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Lonely women of the world were the happy girls |
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Lonely heroes of the world seek the happy girls |
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Happy girls |
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Happy girls |
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Happy girls |
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Happy, happy, happy |