| Where did you come from,
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| Lips painted with bright lipstick,
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| In a miniskirt, not afraid of rumors,
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| You walk with an important gait,
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| And any boy will look,
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| And every passer-by will look back.
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| The day changes from one to another
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| To you, they all look the same.
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| And yesterday there was one, and today another,
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| She whispered to both of them: I love you.
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| Without any reason to be you want to be cool,
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| You only cry later in the morning.
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| The evening beckons with the lights of shop windows,
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| You don't want to be alone today.
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| You love the attention of men so much
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| You will be with someone again until the morning.
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| You don't remember faces or names,
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| Yes, all this is of no use to you.
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| Life goes by like a dream
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| And you are happy in this captivity.
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| And yesterday there was one, and today another,
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| She whispered to both of them: I love you.
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| Without any reason to be you want to be cool,
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| You only cry later in the morning.
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| And yesterday there was one, and today another,
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| She whispered to both of them: I love you.
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| Without any reason to be you want to be cool,
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| You only cry later in the morning. |