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Well no one told me about her the way she lied |
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Well no one told me about her how many people cried |
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But it's too late to say you're sorry |
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How would I know why should I care |
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Please don't bother tryin' to find her |
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She's not there |
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Well let me tell you 'bout the way she looked |
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The way she'd act and the colour of her hair |
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Her voice was soft and cool |
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Her eyes were clear and bright |
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But she's not there |
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Well no one told me about her, what could I do |
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Well no one told me about her, though they all knew |
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But it's too late to say you're sorry |
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How would I know, why should I care |
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Please don't bother tryin' to find her |
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She's not there |
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Well let me tell you 'bout the way she looked |
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The way she'd act and the colour of her hair |
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Her voice was soft and cool |
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Her eyes were clear and bright |
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But she's not there |
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But it's too late to say you're sorry |
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How would I know, why should I care |
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Please don't bother tryin' to find her |
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She's not there |
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Well let me tell you 'bout the way she looked |
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The way she'd act and the colour of her hair |
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Her voice was soft and cool |
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Her eyes were clear and bright |
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But she's not there |
