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I've got a memory a thousand years old |
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And I know secrets I've never been told |
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And I've got jewels I haven't found |
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And they'll return me to the ground |
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I'm the girl, I'm the girl, I'm the girl |
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You know me |
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I'm the girl, I'm the girl, I'm the girl |
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You know me |
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And I'm a siren; I'll wreck you on my shores |
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And I'm Godiva; I'll call you back for more |
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And I'm Medusa; and I'm your favourite doll |
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And I'm a Georgia O'Keefe |
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Hanging on your wall |
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I'm Joan of Arc, I'm the girl next door |
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I'm the mother and the daughter |
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of the mother and the daughter before |
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And I remember being born just |
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Sound and light and sound and light |
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And I remember the first time, |
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skin on skin in the arms of the night |
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Well how many times have we looked |
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Up into the starry skies, and how many times |
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have we felt the passion rise |
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Every ruby-lipped girl baby, old lady, squaw junkie |
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girl after girl after girl, every muse, whore, good witch, |
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princess, back arching, year after year after year |
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I'm Joan of Arc, I'm the girl next door |
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I'm the mother and the daughter |
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of the mother and the daughter before |
