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Eyes to look at,not to see through |
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She never could see truth for lies |
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With a smile she'd win em over |
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Her face a trick to take a prize |
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Tickled pink |
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The mid aged dandy |
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Sold his horse to buy her all the |
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Icing for her face like candy |
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Hung up the mirrors wall to wall |
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Married life was short but funny |
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With long lost cousins dropping by |
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Later on her alimony |
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Paid for young men's gentle sighs |
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By the window hangs a mirror |
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where she hides her sagging chin |
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Now sadly as she crouches nearer |
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Never seeing past her skin |
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Mommy said |
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When you were younger |
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The face you made would stay that way |
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That's all true and if you doubt it |
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Reflect upon yourself today |
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Everyone except the baby |
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Answers for the face they wear |
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It's the mast of your contentment |
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Or the mask of your despair |
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Only Pretty,What a pity |
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Only Pretty,What a pity |
