| Is there anybody goin' to listen to my story |
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all about a girl who came to stay? |
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She's the kind of girl you want so much it makes you sorry; |
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still, you don't regret a single day. |
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Ah, gi-------------rl! gi-----------rl! |
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When I think of all the times I've tried so hard to leave her |
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She will turn to me and start to cry; |
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And she promises the earth to me and I believe her. |
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After all this time I don't know why. |
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She's the kind of girl who puts you down |
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when friends are there, you feel a fool. |
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Dee dee dee Deedeedeedee deedeedeedee. |
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When you say she's looking good |
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she acts as if it's unterstood. |
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She's cool, cool, cool, cool. |
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Gi-------------rl! gi-----------rl! |
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Was she told when she was young that fame would lead to pleasure? |
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Did she understand it when they said |
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that a man must break his back to earn his day of leisure? |
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Will she still believe when he's dead? |
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