| That woman who has a heart of paper
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| It cannot be that she is free to toast
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| They have to do with it a special law
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| And condemn those who do not know how to love
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| Her smile is candid
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| Her little face is very beautiful
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| She is an angelic doll
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| His sweetness of hers is deceiving
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| Her beauty of hers is dangerous
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| I know that she has no heart
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| That woman who has a heart of paper
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| It's been cruel she played when my love I gave it to you, oh uh oh
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| That woman who was never able to love
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| With her wickedness, it cannot be that she is free
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| Her smile is candid
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| Her little face is very beautiful
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| She is an angelic doll
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| His sweetness of hers is deceiving
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| Her beauty of hers is dangerous
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| I know that she has no heart
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| she has no heart
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| That woman who has a heart of paper
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| It's been cruel played when my love I gave it to you, oh uh oh
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| That woman who was never able to love
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| With her wickedness of hers, it cannot be that she is free
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| Her smile is candid
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| Her little face is very beautiful
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| She is an angelic doll
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| His sweetness of hers is deceiving
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| Her beauty of hers is dangerous
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| I know that she has no heart
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| Her smile is candid
|
| Her little face is very beautiful
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| She is an angelic doll
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| His sweetness of hers is deceiving
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| Her beauty of hers is dangerous
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| I know that she has no heart
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| He has no heart, no, no, no
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| He has no heart, no, no, no
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| He has no heart, no, no, no
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| has no heart |