| She was a glamorous anglo
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| Cocktail waitress
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| Said «What a severe drag
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| This man is half out of whack
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| Why should I have to
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| Mop up his dribble with a rag?»
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| And when she gets back in half an hour
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| She gets stoned and watches opera
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| And well I dream that she aims to be the bloom upon my misery
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| Lose her once
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| I have the means
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| For tiny cards and vegas queens
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| And when she gets back in half an hour
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| She gets stoned and watches opera
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| Strings? |
| that coax some tears outta her
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| Well, she drinks beer and takes a tylenol
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| She was open but
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| I failed to use it She gets stoned and watches
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| She gets stoned and watches
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| She gets stoned and watches
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| Opera |