| There is a girl in a town of fog
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| Where the clouds come down
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| To keep her company
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| She once had friends and many neighbors
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| But they all migrated to bigger, drier cites
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| And she dealt with it
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| Cause she couldn’t ignore
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| The better world they left before
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| They all boast that the money’s sweeter
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| The times are grand
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| And you should really see the apartments here
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| As time goes by, the relations sour
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| One by one, she watches as they move back home
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| And she dealt with it
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| Cause she couldn’t ignore
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| The better world they left before |