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Who shook the stars from her eyes |
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Who shook the stars from her eyes |
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Who took the shine |
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Made water out of wine |
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And left her alone in the world |
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Who put a cloak round her soul |
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Who put a cloak round her soul |
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Who stole the prize |
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That glittered in her eyes |
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And left her the fool of the world |
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O Francesca |
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Who's going to save you now |
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O Francesca |
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Who's going to save you now |
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It takes guts to put your hand up |
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To risk it all and stand up to the |
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Tongue twisters |
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Campaign of whispers |
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Who dragged her namethrough the dirt |
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Who dragged her namethrough the dirt |
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Trampled it down |
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Burned it to the ground |
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Left her the orphan of the world |
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Who put that twist in her vows |
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Who put that twist in her vows |
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Who took her speech |
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Bent it out of reach |
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Put out the light of the world |
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Who laid her down, took her rose |
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Who laid her down, took her rose |
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Who took her flower |
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Now she charges by the hour |
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Left her the whore of the world |
