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She'll sing you a song |
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a bird in a cage |
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Do you want one that's tender |
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do you want one with rage |
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After you've listened |
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throw her away |
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Now forgotten |
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once all the rage |
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She'll show you her scars |
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She sits in her crumbling |
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dressing-room |
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With nothing but her |
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age lines to groom |
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Remember her name |
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she was a star |
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If you ask her politely |
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she'll show you her scars |
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She'll show you her scars |
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You read on her tomb |
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she sang that old tune |
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The one where the boy and the girls |
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love it is doomed |
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Remember the song |
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it didn't last long |
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Her voice it was weak |
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the tune it was strong |
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She'll show you her scars |
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She'll show you her scars |
