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She calls out to the man on the street |
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'Sir, can you help me? |
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It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep, |
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Is there somewhere you can tell me?' |
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He walks on, doesn't look back |
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He pretends he can't hear her |
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Starts to whistle as he crosses the street |
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Seems embarrassed to be there |
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Oh think twice, it's another day for |
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You and me in paradise |
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Oh think twice, it's just another day for you, |
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You and me in paradise |
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She calls out to the man on the street |
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He can see she's been crying |
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She's got blisters on the soles of her feet |
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She can't walk but she's trying |
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Oh think twice |
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Oh Lord, is there nothing more anybody can do |
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Oh Lord, there must be something you can say |
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You can tell from the lines on her face |
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You can see that she's been there |
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Probably been moved on from every place |
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Cause she didn't fit in there |
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Oh think twice |
