| Word to the wise, my dear
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| Never fall in love with a woman who sells herself
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| It always ends badly
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| His eyes upon your face
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| His hand upon your hand
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| His lips caress your skin
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| It’s more than I can stand
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| Roxanne
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| You don’t have to wear that dress tonight
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| Walk these streets for money
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| You don’t care if it’s wrong or if it is right
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| Roxanne
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| You don’t have to put on the red light
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| Roxanne
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| You don’t have to put on the red light
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| (Roxanne) Put on the red light
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| (Roxanne) Put on the red light
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| (Roxanne) Put on the red light
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| (Roxanne) Put on the red light
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| (Roxanne) Put on the red light
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| (Roxanne) Put on the red light
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| I am André Dacor Benicieux, le Duc de Monroth
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| You will reject the boy! |
| Shatter him! |
| You will break his heart!
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| (Roxanne) Put on the red light
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| (Roxanne) Put on the red light
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| (Roxanne) Put on the red light
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| (Roxanne) Put on the red light
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| Help me I’m holding on for dear life (Roxanne)
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| Help me I’m holding on for dear life (Roxanne)
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| Why does my heart cry?
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| Feelings I can’t fight
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| You’re free to leave me but
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| Just don’t deceive me
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| And, please, believe me when I say
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| I love you
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| You mean nothing to me
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| I feel nothing for you
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| You are nothing |