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she's a bad actress- but hey |
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you give her the big lines anyway |
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though her eyes are big as Canada |
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and the hips are South Australia |
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and the shoulder blade is Africa |
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looking out on South America |
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I'm out here on the sea |
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and her heart ain't where it oughta be |
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she's a bad actress- but hey |
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she's got a big part in your play |
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now my apartment lies awake at night |
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it tosses every time she sighs |
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tries to take it easy on her eyes |
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but I can feel it giving up the fight |
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my whole building's on its last floors |
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her heart's not in it anymore |
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she said she gave her heart to you |
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if it was precious why'd you lose it |
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but if it was golden it'd shine |
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if it's big it won't be hard to find |
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if it's real it stains your hands like wine |
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you can look but there is no use trying |
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cause no matter what she said the truth |
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is that she never gave her heart to you |
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she's a bad actress |
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bad actress |
