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My little girl |
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Won't you come with me |
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Come with me |
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And tell me |
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Is there something to do |
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I'm going crazy with boredom |
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Come with me |
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Tell me |
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Grey sky over a black town |
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I can feel depression |
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All around |
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You've got your leather boots on |
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I can't stand another drink |
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It's surprising this town |
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Doesn't sink |
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You've got your leather boots on |
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Your pretty dress is oil stained |
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From working too hard |
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For too little |
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You've got your leather boots on |
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You're feeling the boredom too |
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I'd gladly go with you |
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I'd put your leather boots on |
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I'd put your pretty dress on |
