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Lucy Grace can't show her face down in the North End Road |
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For in Bellgravia |
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Rumours have been whispered and suggestions have been made |
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Did you sell your friends out when the heat got too intense? |
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You say you need the danger, but it's only a pretence |
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You say you need the money, but everybody knows |
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You can always fall back on your inheritance |
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Did you bruise your arms on those false alarms? |
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Did you bruise your pride on his smile so wide? |
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Only fingertips from forbidden bliss |
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Did you bruise your lips on his basement kiss? |
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Who's that peeking 'round the door? |
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You can't come here no more, will you go home again |
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She used to sit alone for hours |
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Spends the evening watering dried flowers |
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When you mother came to stay and finally went to bed |
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Lucy Grace was in the front room rushing through your head |
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She took your breath away and gave you something else instead |
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Did you bruise your arms on those false alarms? |
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Did you bruise your pride on his face so snide? |
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Only fingertips from forbidden bliss |
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Did you bruise your lips on his basement kiss? |
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She's preening at the function in her Audrey Hepburn hat |
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It doesn't suit her much, but she'll get over that |
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She's feining pained indifference as they're handing out the prizes |
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Spilling Daddy's words of wisdom and her ugy sister's tranquilizers |
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Why were you so tardy putting up your guard? |
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When you hurt so easy and you try so hard |
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Did you bruise your arms on those false alarms? |
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Did you bruise your pride on his face so snide? |
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Only fingertips from forbidden bliss |
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Did you bruise your lips on his basement kiss? |
