| You were standing on the corner
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| When it all came crashing down
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| On your black shoes and your black hat
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| You pulled your black dress round
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| I suppose you should feel sorry
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| But i see you dressed in silk
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| With a double cappuccino
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| And it’s topped with dry steamed milk
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| You know i guess you should feel sorry after all
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| But i’m not crying anymore
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| Well do you forget who you are
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| When you’re the last one in the bar
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| And then morning unfurls
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| On the wallflower
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| Yeah yeah
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| Wallflower girl
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| On the wallflower girl
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| Well you’re in and out and up and down and halfway in between
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| You’re holly-go-lightly
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| Yeah i heard you played that scene
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| Well you say that you’re an actress
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| And a painter on the side
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| And you used to read the tarot cards
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| But you don’t like what you find
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| But i suppose we both know your future anyway
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| Hey hey hey
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| Now do you forget who you are
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| When you’re the last one in the bar
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| And then morning unfurls
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| On the wallflower
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| Yeah yeah
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| Wallflower girl
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| On the wallflower girl
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| When you’re climbing up a mountainside
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| Well they say it hurts your ears when they pop
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| That’s the price you pay now
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| For being on top
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| Well the light is turning greener
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| Then my thoughts are ringing true
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| And the reason that i’m so hard girl i see myself in you
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| And the mountain tops and the valleys
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| And the vantage points between
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| Well you used to read the tarot cards
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| But you don’t like what you’ve seen
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| But i suppose we both know your future anyway
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| Hey hey hey
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| Now do you forget who you are
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| When you’re the last one in the bar
|
| And then morning unfurls
|
| On the wallflower
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| Yeah yeah
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| Wallflower girl
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| On the wallflower girl
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| Oooh
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| Ooooh
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| Ahhh |