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It's all become a fantasy |
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She sits and reads about tiffany's |
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I moan all day about the state of the world |
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And the sun beats down |
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Her book if full of pastel shades |
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Filigree femmes in lusts of jade |
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While all around the bullets flew |
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And the sun beats down |
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Oh heavy heart, as deep as the endless sea |
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A thought for every fish, why don't you let them be |
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Your book's so frivol, but i'm tired of mine |
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Show me some |
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Make me laugh and make me sing |
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Dancing girls |
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Make me laugh and make me sing |
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Dancing girls |
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So many years but nothing's changed |
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We curse the fire but we still feed it's flames |
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My cards repeating the same sad song |
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Why don't you put them down? |
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Tonight is young, as young as she needs to be |
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There's room for love, as much as there needs to be |
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Show me a drink, show me a smile |
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Show me some |
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Make me laugh and make me sing |
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Dancing girls |
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Make me laugh and make me sing |
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Dancing girls |