| I heard he took your dreams and how
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| He broke your high heels that made you tall
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| How he burned your wings and how
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| He kept on keeping you small
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| Please Mrs. Angel
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| Hear me out
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| Some of us would never
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| Please Mrs. Angel, don’t you know
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| Some of us, some of us still have a soul
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| I heard that you failed miserably
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| In your attempt at beauty queen
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| To cope with words you’ve never heard
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| And affraid of people you’ve never seen oh
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| Please Mrs. Angel
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| Hear me out
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| Some of us would never
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| Please Mrs. Angel
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| This much is true
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| Some of us would dance with you
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| How miss fortune treats you right
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| You say you fell again last night
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| Time is time, and pride is pride
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| I’m missing the point, just leave it all behind
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| Why don’t you leave it al behind?
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| I read a story about your past
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| So strange how basterds always last
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| Mister Angel is all they say
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| The devil he turned out to be oh
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| Please Mrs. Angel
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| Hear me out
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| Some of us would never
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| Please Mrs. Angel
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| This much is true
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| Lot of us, lot of us would dance with you
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| Oh Mrs. Angel, don’t you know
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| Some of us, still have a soul
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| Mrs. Angel this much is true
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| Lot of us, lot of us would dance with you
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| Well I would like to dance with you |