| Oh the crystal chandeliers light up the paintings on your wall
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| The marble statuets are standing stately in the hall
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| But will the timely crowd that has you laughing loud help you dry your tears
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| When the new wears off of your crystal chandeliers
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| I never did fit in too well with folks you knew
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| It was plain to see that the likes of me didn’t fit with you
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| So you traded me for the gaiety of the well to do
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| And turned away from the love I offered you
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| Oh the crystal chandeliers…
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| I see your picture in the news most every day
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| You’re the chosen girl of the social world so the stories say
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| But a paper smile only lasts a while then it fades away
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| And the love we knew will come home to you some day
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| Oh the crystal chandeliers… |