| Snowqueen of Texas
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| Left Paris in a cloud of smoke
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| They say that she may be beaten
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| But I know that she’s not broke
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| She’s living in a cool green farmhouse;
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| If you go to Houston
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| Be quiet as a mouse
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| Met a man in Beirut
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| Having her name tattooed on his arm
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| (Ooh, a Deborah forever)
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| Boots of Spanish leather, I never meant you any harm
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| I’m on my knees, your majesty;
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| Snowqueen, save a cold kiss for me
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| I’m on my knees your majesty
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| Snowqueen of Texas
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| Left Paris in a cloud of smoke
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| They say that she may be beaten
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| But I know that she’s not broke
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| She’s living in a cool green farmhouse;
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| If you go to Houston
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| Be quiet as a mouse
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| She’s mending a fairy tale---
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| Reading her heart
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| (Ooh, a Deborah forever)
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| That’s a good motto
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| For some junkman’s cart
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| I’m on my knees, your majesty;
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| Snowqueen, save a cold kiss for me
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| (I'm on my knees your majesty)
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| I’m on my knees your majesty
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| (I'm on my knees your majesty.)
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| I’m on my knees your majesty
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| (I'm on my knees your majesty.)
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| Snowqueen…
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| Save a cold kiss for me |