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Why do you stand in the rain and wait for me With dark clothes, dark thoughts on your mind You evil little:girl Evil Evil little girl You were born to make me cry Who am I to be here right now Who am I to be here Take my heart and throw it in a fire Your mother must have run a school You were trained to make me cry Who am I to be here right now Who am I to be here Evil little girl You were born to make me cry Evil little girl You were born to sing along Evil little girl You were born to make me cry |
