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She gave away all her love |
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No reason to keep it |
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She'd saved it for only one |
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But he didn't need it |
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And downtown the midnight circus |
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Hypnotised like a spinning top |
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Offering dreams, like the gloss magazines |
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She had so much to give so she gave it away |
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And all of the loves you've known |
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There must have been someone |
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Who gave you that starry night |
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And whose gonna point the finger |
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Only those who never known |
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She lost and she cried, the tears run dry |
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She had so much to give so she gave it away |
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Mary was like you and |
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I She remembers how she lay with him |
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But to the world she's just a drunken cheap trick |
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Red light side kick, an angel downtown |
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The priest calls her |
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Wednesdays |
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And shows her a wooden cross |
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He tells of the love he's found |
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She thinks of the one she lost |
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And downtown the midnight circus |
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Hypnotised like a spinning top |
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So easy to choose when there's nothing to lose |
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She had so much to give so she gave it away |