| Baby, baby, brush the dust of youth from your shoulder
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| Because the years of fretting days are right behind you now
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| Don’t return to fields of green where rainbow secrets were told
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| Place your ragged doll with all the toys and things and deeds
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| I will show you a game where the winner never wins
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| Let your hair hang down, wear the dress your mother wore
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| Let me sleep beside you
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| Lock away your childhood and throw away the key
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| For now the streets and city sounds will burn your eyes as coals
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| We shall drink the oldest wine and velvet skies will linger
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| Child, you’re a woman now, your heart and soul are free
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| I will boldly light that lamp and we shall walk together
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| Let your hair hang down, wear the dress your mother wore
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| Let me sleep beside you
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| Your darkened eyes throw mystery
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| But your lips are void of history
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| You could not imagine that it could happen this way, could you
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| I will give you dreams and I’ll tell you things you’ll like to hear
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| Let your hair hang down, wear the dress your mother wore
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| Let me sleep beside you |