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Oh, the crystal chandeliers |
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Light up the paintings on your wall |
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The marble statuettes |
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Are standing stately in the hall |
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But will the timely crowd |
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That has you laughing loud |
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Help you dry your tears |
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When the new wears off of |
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Your crystal chandeliers |
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I never did fit in too well |
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With those you knew |
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And it's plain to see |
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That the likes of me |
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Don't it too well with you |
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Cause you traded me for |
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The gaeity of the well to do |
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And you turned away from |
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The love I offered you |
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Oh, the crystal chandeliers |
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Light up the paintings on your wall |
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The marble statuettes |
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Are standing stately in the hall |
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But will the timely crowd |
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That has you laughing loud |
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Help you dry your tears |
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When the new wears off of |
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Your crystal chandeliers |
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I see your picture in the paper |
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Almost every day |
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And you're the chosen girl |
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Of the social crowd |
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So the stories say |
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But a paper smile only lasts awhile |
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And then it fades away |
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And the love we know will |
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Come home to you someday |
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Oh, the crystal chandeliers |
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Light up the paintings on your wall |
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The marble statuettes |
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Are standing stately in the hall |
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But will the timely crowd |
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That has you laughing loud |
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Help you dry your tears |
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When the new wears off of |
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Your crystal chandeliers |
