| Don’t ask a question
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| Don’t seek my trust
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| You don’t look pretty when you smile
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| So don’t smile at all
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| You loved me like a doctor
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| Horse don’t run with a broken leg
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| You’re a Paper Girl with Paper Eyes, you’re a Paper Crop
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| And if you think it’s your turn to ask a question, it’s not
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| And if you want money in your coffee
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| If you want secrets in your tea
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| Keep your Paper heart away from me
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| It must be hard
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| To be a Pretty Girl
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| It must be hard
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| To watch your body growing old
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| And I’ll be laughing in your head until I want to stop
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| And if you think it’s your turn to explain yourself, it’s not
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| And if you want money in your coffee
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| If you want secrets in your tea
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| Keep your Paper heart away from me
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| The tables have turned, you’re still there
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| Now you’re singing in your electric chair
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| You’ll burn if you’re made of paper you’re going to see
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| And if you want money in your coffee
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| If you want secrets in your tea
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| Keep your Paper heart away from me
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| Paper Girl
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| Paper Girl
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| Paper Girl
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| Paper Girl
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| Paper Girl
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| Paper Girl
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| Paper Girl
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| Paper Girl |