| I always find it funny how
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| Her name is her disguise
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| The world calls her Hazel
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| But she has the blackest eyes
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| I watch her at her window
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| Stand lonely like the moon
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| I wonder what she’s looking for
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| I wonder why she’s blue
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| Oh Hazel
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| I dream each night about your love
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| Your raven eyes and feeble touch
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| Oh Hazel
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| You need not be alone my girl
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| So let me in your lonely world
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| They say she never smiles
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| Nor hardly speaks a word
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| I offer her a kind hello
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| It’s like she never heard
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| All the kids on the corner
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| They laugh and call her names
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| But they can’t see
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| How she shines in the rain
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| Oh Hazel
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| I dream each night of your caress
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| Fumbling fingers, naked breast
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| Oh Hazel
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| You need not be alone my girl
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| So let me in your lonely world
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| I wonder when your body yearns and pleads
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| I wonder, do you ever think of me
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| Oh Hazel
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| I dream each night about your love
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| Your raven eyes and feeble touch
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| Oh Hazel
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| You need not be alone my girl
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| So let me in your lonely world
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| Yes let me in your lonely word
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| Oh Hazel |