| She gave away all her love
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| No reason to keep it She’d avoid it for only one
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| But he didn’t need it And downtown the midnite circus
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| Hypnotised like a spinning top
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| Offering her dreams, like the gloss magazines
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| She had so much to give… so she gave it away
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| And all of the loves you’ve known
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| There must have been someone
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| Who gave you that starry night
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| You lay there two as one
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| And who’s going to point the finger?
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| Only those who’ve never known
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| She lost and she cried, tears run and dry
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| And she’d so much to give… so she gave it away
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| Mary was like you and I She remembers how she lay with him
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| But to world she’s just a drunken cheap trick
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| Red light side kick, an angel downtown
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| The priest calls her wednesdays
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| And shows her a wooden cross
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| He tells of the love he’s found
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| She thinks of the one she lost
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| And downtown
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| The midnite circus
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| Hypnotised like a spinning top
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| So easy to choose
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| When there’s nothing to lose
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| She had so much to give… so she gave it away |