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In the light of the night |
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Trying hard to forget |
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All the cries and the lies |
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Of the people she met |
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Hypmotised by the sight |
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That you're seeing and yet |
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Can't disguise in her eyes |
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There's a look of regret |
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So she drifts into tomorrow |
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Maybe she can find a better way |
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To love and see her sorrow |
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Vanish in the haze |
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Rock 'n' roll lady |
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Keep on trying |
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Like the sand that is washed on the shore |
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Don't believe all the tears and the crying |
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She's running back for more |
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In the bars where the stars |
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Drink tequila and wine |
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Loud guitars, fancy cars |
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And the feeling is fine |
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See her face every place |
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Every movement in time |
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But don't choose or a loser you'll be |
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When she throws you her line |
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And she drifts into tomorrow |
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Maybe she can find a better way |
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To love and see her sorrow |
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Vanish in the haze |
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Rock 'n' roll lady |
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Keep on trying |
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Like the sand that is washed on the shore |
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Don't believe all the tears and the crying |
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She's running back for more |