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Marcellino, Casanova |
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Little angel from Laslow Street |
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Cinderella, she's a crossover |
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She got no father in history |
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Got no good life, got no love life |
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Got no future, got no hopes and dreams |
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In a cruel world, in a cool world |
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You're a number, you're a mystery |
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Who are the mystery, mystery kids, the mystery kids? |
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Who are the mystery, mystery kids, the mystery kids? |
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Little Jimmy, hit and run boy |
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You can trust he'll take the strain |
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I remember when he said to me |
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"There's a war going through my brain" |
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And everyone still talks about the time |
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Sweet Mary drank all that wine |
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And I just cannot believe what I see |
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They're so strange they're a mystery |
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Who are the mystery, mystery kids, the mystery kids? |
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Who are the mystery, mystery kids, the mystery kids? |
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And I say farewell |
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As the lights go out in the dark stairwell |
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Can't take anymore |
