| She’s just been to Russia and they’re dying their faces
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| They’re dying over there
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| A pretty pink rose
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| That r’n’r lady takes a space-ship ride she’s out of this world
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| A pretty pink rose
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| And we’re living for you my love, we’re living for you
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| And we’re dying for you my love
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| Pretty pink rose
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| She tore down Paris on the tall of Thom Paine
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| But the left wings broken the right insane
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| A pretty pink rose
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| Have a nice day, it’s a killer, turn a cheek
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| It’s a christian code
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| A pretty pink rose
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| And we’re living for you my love, we’re living for you
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| And we’re dying for you my love
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| Pretty pink rose
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| She’s the poor mans gold she’s the anarchist crucible
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| Flying in the face of the despot cannible
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| She’s a pretty pink rose
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| Never let it rain, never let it rain on the heart of the pretty pink rose
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| Pretty pink rose
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| And we’re living for you my love, we’re living for you
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| And we’re dying for you my love, pretty pink rose
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| Get me thru the pain, thru the pain of the thorn on the pretty pink rose
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| Never let it rain, never rain never rain, the pretty pink rose
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| Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart, of the pretty pink rose
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| Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart
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| Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart, of the pretty pink rose
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| Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart
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| Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart, of the pretty pink rose
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| Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart |