| Julie’s on the run so far away from home
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| Mesmerized by promises and gold
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| Took the wrong left turn, it’s just a one way street
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| Now she’s all alone, out in the cold
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| Yes it’s true we’ve heard it all before
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| But little Julie laughs no more
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| Laughs no more
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| Julie’s now on her way to grandma’s house
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| A tiny little cottage in the woods
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| Hunting wolves are chasing this delicious mouse
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| Where she went, we never understood
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| Nothing really matters anymore
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| No Julie longer knocks on the door
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| A fallen princess bends her head in shame
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| In the end, there’s no one else to blame
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| And she’s falling
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| Falling without reach
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| Julie’s falling
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| A little girl lost in her dreams
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| Afraid to go, afraid to leave
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| Into the emptiness, what there’s to believe
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| Now Julie’s on the beanstalk way up in the clouds
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| Can’t stop climbing, refuses to look down
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| The giant in his castle, laughs gives wondrous wows
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| She’s cast into the stew without a sound
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| Nothing really matters anymore
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| No Julie longer knocks on the door
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| A fallen princess bends her head in shame
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| In the end, there’s no one else to blame |