| How the mighty have fallen
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| How the one who was full of pride’s the lonely one now
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| Lonely one now who just wants to go and hide
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| Oh won’t you tell me why I’m calling her name
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| And if I’m the fool who’s to blame
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| And if I’ll ever hold her again
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| How the mighty have fallen
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| Since that summer when I was king, and she was my queen
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| She was my queen, and she said she’d take my ring
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| But it’s different now that she’s gone away
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| And now there’s nothing to say
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| Don’t know how I’ll live another day
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| Does she sometimes dream of me
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| When lost in someone else’s arms
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| Then seem to be a bit forgetful of his charms?
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| How the mighty have fallen
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| How the one who was full of pride’s the lonely one now
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| Lonely one now, who just wants to go and hide
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| Oh won’t you tell me why I’m calling her name
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| And if I’m the fool who’s to blame
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| And if I’ll ever hold her again |