| Lily Bolane, Lily Bolane.
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| Lily Bolane is a witch with no shame
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| Lily Bolane, Lily Bolane,
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| She"ll catch you and curse you and craze you with pain
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| A figure of hate, a figure of fear
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| You cross yourself, pray and hope Mary can hear
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| Lily Bolane, Lily Bolane
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| She"s wretched and twisted and ugly and lame
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| Spit in her path, laugh at her name
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| Despise and torment her again and again
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| You laugh when she"s gone, you shake when she"s near
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| You"re brave with your friends though you"re spinelss with fear
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| Lily Bolane
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| Call her a witch, call her a freak
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| Knock on her door when the hag is asleep
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| Hate with a passion, dread but deny
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| You"re scared of her magick, you think she can fly
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| Lily Bolane, Lily Bolane
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| Lily Bolane has to carry the blame
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| Call her a crone, accuse her of all
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| Escape her revenge, shut and batten your door |