| Born in 1938
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| A good year for the Reich
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| She could not participate
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| She didn’t have the right
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| For she was fatherless in the Fatherland
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| Now it’s 1966
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| Andrew’s up to all his tricks
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| And when Brian Jones is near
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| Nico doesn’t feel so queer
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| She’s in the shit, though she’s innocent
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| Yesterday is gone
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| There’s just today
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| No tomorrow
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| Yesterday is gone
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| There’s just today
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| No more
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| Now it’s Andy Warhol’s time
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| Mystic 60's on a dime
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| Though she kinda likes Lou Reed
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| She doesn’t really have the need
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| Already in the shit, though she’s innocent
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| And now she doesn’t know
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| What it is she wants
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| And where she wants to go
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| And will Delon be still a cunt
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| Yes, she’s in the shit, though she is innocent
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| Yesterday is gone
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| There’s just today
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| No tomorrow
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| Yesterday is gone
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| There’s just today
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| No more
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| Yesterday is gone
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| There’s just today
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| No tomorrow
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| Yesterday is gone
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| There’s just today
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| No more
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