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Nothing can eclipse |
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Tender fingertips |
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Youthful girlish hips |
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Crimson pouting lips |
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But what d'you say when nothing's meant |
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What d'you do when all is spent |
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Faithless faceless night |
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Drenched in empty light |
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Scarlet starlet's bright |
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Vanity's delight |
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But what d'you say when nothing's meant |
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What d'you do when all is spent |
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Cream of life you'll find in her |
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First to come she's first to serve |
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Turned away you're out of luck |
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Spurned again no one to fall in love |
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Faithless faceless night |
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Drenched in empty light |
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Scarlet starlet's bright |
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Vanity's delight |
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But what d'you say when nothing's meant |
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What d'you do when all is spent |
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Cream of life you'll find in her |
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First to come she's first to serve |
