| She’s a painting
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| Beautiful and still
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| Always the same, yeah
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| Crying like the day she was born
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| She’s always waiting
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| But when
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| Always in pain, yeah
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| Crying like the day she was born
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| Hey
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| What did you expect?
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| I said hey
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| What did you expect?
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| And now I’m a loner
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| And no, I don’t want to talk
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| But give me some powder and then you won’t get me to stop
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| And we should be together, yeah
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| Heads buried deep in the sand
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| You’re looking so pretty
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| And I can count on you to understand
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| Powderbaby
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| What did you expect?
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| I said hey
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| What did you expect?
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| Powderbaby
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| What did you expect?
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| I said hey
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| What did you expect?
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| We should be together, yeah
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| Heads buried deep in the sand
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| You’re looking so pretty
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| And I can count on you to understand |