Come out to the yard, guys, and sit in a circle before us
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Pour into glasses a dark red porte
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Put cucumbers on the table, and tasty vodka
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Now I'll sing you guys a very sad song
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Do you remember how the whole area ran after you
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Everyone sang in unison about love to the whole house
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That spring I became familiar with your beauty
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We simply called feelings pampering
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You were carried to a meeting with every scoundrel
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You liked to look for similarities with your own father
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I plowed to keep, to charge the loot
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You didn't give a shit how hard it was for me
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You are just a doll
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Now the doll is in the wrong hands
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Disheveled bows doll
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Smeared mark on the bed in lipstick
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Babos from uncle,
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But in the morning
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You will understand that you are just a doll
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Now the doll is in the wrong hands
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Pills, candy wrappers, drunken boys
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Just realize that you are a doll
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What, what are you dressed up
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I can't fucking drive you away, but in the morning it merged somewhere
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Kent poured milk into her mouth - she's in a milkshake
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Yells that he swallows, but flows straight down the neck
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One more shot and she's back in the cage
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Gets into your pocket - collects pills
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She needs two hapki to get on her knees
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How low did your prices suddenly fall?
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After all, there is no money
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Clubs and establishments
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For you, flowers are just a broom
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Gelik rubbed knees
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I stopped believing in you
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How did you really know
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Those skeletons in the chiffonier
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Closed intercom door
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You are just a doll
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Now the doll is in the wrong hands
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Disheveled bows doll
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Smeared mark on the bed in lipstick
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Babos from uncle,
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But in the morning
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You will understand that you are just a doll
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Now the doll is in the wrong hands
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Pills, candy wrappers, drunken boys
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Just realize that you are a doll
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Doll from the past
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closed door
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You are abandoned by everyone
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Where are you now
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Doll from the past
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Polka dot dress
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Forgotten, abandoned
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Where are you now
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Doll from the past
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closed door
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You are abandoned by everyone
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Where are you now
|
Doll from the past
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Polka dot dress
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Forgotten, abandoned
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Where are you now
|
You are just a doll
|
Now the doll is in the wrong hands
|
Disheveled bows doll
|
Smeared mark on the bed in lipstick
|
Babos from uncle,
|
But in the morning
|
You will understand that you are just a doll
|
Now the doll is in the wrong hands
|
Pills, candy wrappers, drunken boys
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Just realize that you are a doll |