| Writes down a note and leaves it waiting on the side,
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| Put’s her lipstick on and turns off all the lights,
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| Then it’s out the door,
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| Onto the floor,
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| Of every bar in town,
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| Got to let the fellas know that she still get’s around,
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| Oh she’s, Lucy Lovemenot,
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| Oh she’s, Lucy Lovemenot,
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| Wakes up to find herself in different company,
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| Last thing that she recalls is dropping to her knees,
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| Then it’s out the door with no remorse,
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| Her feelings are regret,
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| It’s just another memory which helps her to forget,
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| That she’s, Lucy Lovemenot,
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| Lucy Lovemenot,
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| She used to be the girl that all the men pine for,
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| She used to be the girl that everyone adored,
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| But now she’s broken and she’s haggard,
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| But she still likes to pretend,
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| Everyone wants' to pull her now, she’s that same girl again,
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| Oh, Lucy Lovemenot,
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| Oh, Lucy Lovemenot,
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| It’s Lucy Lovemenot |