| Oh baby, she don’t know what to do with herself
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| Oh baby, she don’t know what to do with herself
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| She might wipe her tears on a rusty nail
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| Rest her cheek on a cold steel rail
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| Oh baby, she don’t know what to do with herself
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| Oh baby, she don’t know what to do with herself
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| I said baby, she don’t know what to do with herself
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| When trouble comes down, it comes in threes
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| Catches her breath and she falls to her knees
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| Oh baby, she don’t know what to do with herself
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| And I gaze on, gaze on
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| And I gaze on, gaze on
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| Ah baby, she don’t know what to do with herself
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| Oh baby, she don’t know what to do with herself
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| She presses her lips on the window pane
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| Cries «God in heaven» again and again
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| Oh baby, she don’t know what to do with herself
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| And I gaze on, gaze on
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| And I gaze on, gaze on
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| And I gaze on, gaze on |