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I can do whatever I want like you |
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I can do whatever I want like you |
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I can do whatever I want like you, like you |
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She began to die |
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Indiana that's not right |
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Indiana that's not life |
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Then she began to fight |
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Indiana make it mine |
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Indiana make this mine |
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So pale and white |
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Determined in rust and ruin |
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A dew drenched hour |
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Colonel Sir, her name's not yours |
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I can do whatever I want like you |
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I can do whatever I want like you |
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I can do whatever I want like you, like you |
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She began to die |
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Indiana that's not right |
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Indiana that's not life |
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Then she began to fight |
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Indiana make it mine |
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Indiana make this mine |
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Frail, gothic eyes |
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A damsel, a somber sky |
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She faints on isles |
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Mademoiselle, hold tight your tongue |
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I can do whatever I want like you |
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I can do whatever I want like you |
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I can do whatever I want like you, like you |
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Is this where the brave hearts hide? |
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Is this where the brave hearts hide? Oh, no |
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Is this how the brave hearts die? |
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Is this how the brave hearts die? Oh, no |
