| Oh pretty baby
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| You look helpless
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| There is beauty in pain
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| Help is coming
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| So don’t you worry
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| Don’t even try to explain
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| The sirens blaring
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| The look of panic
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| These are the signs of a dream
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| Cry pretty baby
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| You’ll feel better
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| I’m trying hard not to scream
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| What will your mother say
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| What will your father say
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| What will the angels say
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| As they hide in disgrace
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| From your beautiful face
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| Hush my darling
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| There’s tomorrow
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| We’ll be laughing again
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| We’ll buy a camera
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| We’ll take vacations
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| Try not to move if you can
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| Without a warning
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| Without a reason
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| There wasn’t even a scream
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| Don’t call it tragic
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| That gives it meaning
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| I’m trying hard not to scream
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| What will your mother say
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| What will your father say
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| What will the angels say
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| As they hide in disgrace
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| From your beautiful face
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| What will your mother say
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| What will your father say
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| What will the angels say
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| As they hide in disgrace
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| From your beautiful face
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| A tiny diamond
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| Lies out on Main Street
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| That’s all that’s left of our love
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| Without your loving
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| My life is nothing
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| How can I ever go on
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| What will your mother say
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| What will your father say
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| What will the angels say
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| As they hide in disgrace
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| From your beautiful face
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| What will your mother say
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| What will your father say
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| What will the angels say
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| As they hide in disgrace
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| From your beautiful face
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| In a movie a life can be summed up in a word
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| It’s a useful, dramatic device
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| In the real world, with real flesh and real blood
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| One word is never, ever enough |