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It's her first night on the town |
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since she was just eighteen |
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a lady down on love |
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and out of hope and dreams. |
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The ties that once bound her |
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now are broke away |
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and she's like a baby |
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just learning how to play. |
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She never thought that love |
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could ever end so soon. |
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Her mind drifts back in time |
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to a mid-summer moon |
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when he asked her to marry |
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and she glady said O.K. |
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and a woman came to be |
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from the girl of yesterday. |
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Now she's a lady |
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down on love. |
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She needs somebody |
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to gently pick her up. |
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She's got her freedom |
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but she'd rather be bound |
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to a man who would love her |
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and never let her down. |
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Well I know a lady |
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that's down on her love |
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'cause I used to hold her |
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and have that special touch. |
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But work took me away |
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from home late at nights |
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and I wasn't there |
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when she turned out the lights. |
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Then both of us got lonely |
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and I gave into lust |
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and she just couldn't live |
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with a man she couldn't trust. |
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Now she's a lady |
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down on love. |
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She needs somebody |
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to gently pick her up. |
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She's got her freedom |
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but she'd rather be bound |
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to man who will love her |
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and never let her down. |
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Now she's a lady |
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down on love. |