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Paula's sister has legs as long as hers |
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Maybe a little bit longer |
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They're tan and shiny and newly grown |
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And they fit so easily on her |
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Paula's sister's eyes sparkle and flair |
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With the promise of her youth |
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Paula's eyes are beautiful but dark |
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Because they know the truth |
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I guess that beauty runs in the family |
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I guess that beauty runs in the family |
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It's as easy as DNA |
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Paula's sister has no lines on her face |
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Nobody's hurt her yet |
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Paula's smile is still devastating |
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But I see it less and less |
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She looks a lot like Paula did |
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When we first met |
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Before I wore her spirit down |
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And filled her with regret |
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[chorus] |
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I'm talking to her like an older brother |
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She's talking to me with her shoes off |
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She looks at me with innocence |
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I look away |
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[chorus] |
