| Last year in the summer
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| The sunshine of my heart
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| Oh boy, it was a bummer
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| The show just didn’t last
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| I knew a girl called Martha
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| We were thick as thieves
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| Eventually I asked her
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| And begged her on my knees
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| I was so keen to hold her hand
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| I urged her to decide
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| And later on, she waved goodbye
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| Another by her side
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| Guns don’t cry, and guns don’t moan
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| And guns don’t take your gold
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| I love an iron lady
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| That I’m so proud to hold
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| And it remains so true to me
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| More than any lover
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| Together we can sail the world
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| As I don’t need no other
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| I knew a girl called Rita
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| And she shown bright as crystal
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| And she said, «No, you jerk!»
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| I made true love my pistol
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| From that day on the lady
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| On this beautiful earth
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| And becoming quick then
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| She won’t be even heard
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| I was so keen to hold her hand
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| I urged her to decide
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| And later on, she waved goodbye
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| Another by her side
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| Guns don’t cry, and guns don’t moan
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| And guns don’t take your gold
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| I love an iron lady
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| That I’m so proud to hold
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| And it remains so true to me
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| More than any lover
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| Together we can sail the world
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| As I don’t need no other
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| Faster than a sword can cut
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| Harder than an axe
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| Ecstasy of force and blood
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| Who of you is next?
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| If the crew gets treachery
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| And no one is around
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| But this lady on my side
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| Will not let me down
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| Guns don’t cry, and guns don’t moan
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| And guns don’t take your gold
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| I love an iron lady
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| That I’m so proud to hold
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| And it remains so true to me
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| More than any lover
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| Together we can sail the world
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| As I don’t need no other
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| Guns don’t cry, and guns don’t moan
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| And guns don’t take your gold
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| I love an iron lady
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| That I’m so proud to hold
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| And it remains so true to me
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| More than any lover
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| Together we can sail the world
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| As I don’t need no other |