| You told me tales of love and glory
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| Same old sad songs, same old story
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| The sirens sing no lullaby
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| And no-one knows but Lorelei
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| By castles out of fairytales
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| Timbers shivered where once there sailed
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| The lovesick men who caught her eye
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| And no-one knew but Lorelei
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| River, river have mercy
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| Take me down to the sea
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| For if I perish on these rocks
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| My love no more I’ll see
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| I’ve thought of you in far-off places
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| I’ve puzzled over lipstick traces
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| So help me God, I will not cry
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| And then I think of Lorelei
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| I travel far and wander wide
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| No photograph of you beside me
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| Ol' man River’s not so shy
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| And he remembers Lorelei
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| River, river have mercy
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| Take me down to the sea
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| For if I perish on these rocks
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| My love no more I’ll see
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| If I should float upon this stream
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| And see you in my madman’s dream
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| I’d sink into your troubled eyes
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| And none would know 'cept Lorelei
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| River, river have mercy
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| Take me down to the sea
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| For if I perish on these rocks
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| My love no more I’ll see
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| But if my ship, which sails tomorrow
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| Should crash against these rocks
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| My sorrows I will drown before I die
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| It’s you I’ll see, not Lorelei |