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She was a shy girl from the lonely street |
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She had no job to do and no friends to meet |
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She'd sit in silence in her rented room |
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Dream of her childhood and invented truths |
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And in her mind she'd drift away |
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A secret place to steal away |
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Don't you cry, don't you cry |
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Let me wipe away the tears from your eyes |
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Don't you cry, don't you cry |
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Let me wipe away the tears from your eyes |
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He was a good boy from the upside of town |
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Said her could treat her right said he could win her round |
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Her morning sickness and the kick inside |
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The phantom kisses of the phantom bride |
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And in her mind she'd drift away |
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A secret place to steal away |
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Don't you cry, don't you cry |
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Let me wipe away the tears from your eyes |
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Don't you cry, don't you cry |
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Let me wipe away the tears from your eyes |
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And in her mind she'd drift away |
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A secret place to steal away |
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Don't you cry, don't you cry |
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Let me wipe away the tears from your eyes |
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Don't you cry, don't you cry |
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Let me wipe away the tears from your eyes |
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No more lies |
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Don't you cry, don't you cry |
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Let me wipe away the tears from your eyes |
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Don't you cry, don't you cry |
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Let me wipe away the tears |
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Let me wipe away the tears |
