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East village girl, |
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Please, tell me where your come from |
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Some a say your from East London |
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But I say you is not dat style |
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Settle little girl and make up your mind! |
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East village girl, |
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Some say you from East London |
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So where the hell are you from? |
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She used to hang, with me and all my gang |
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We used to see her everywhere, |
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Dancin' the night away without a care |
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And I wonder how it came to be |
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She disappeared without tellin' me |
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Well I guess we'll never know |
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She was a real Go Girl! |
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Danceteria, is where you could find her! |
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Well CBGB's she could be seen |
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Or at any club you've ever been |
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And I wonder what became of her |
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She lived so hard in the club world |
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Well I guess we'll never know |
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She was a real Go Girl! |
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I saw her recently |
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It seemed she didn't recognize me |
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But she used to know everyone |
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I guess she's all through having fun |
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Or maybe she's just realized |
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Those memories have crystallized |
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Well I guess we'll never know |
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She was a real Go Girl! |