| «She's Golden but she’s green
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| And all the things that i have seen
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| And all the items that i’m hoarding up the back stairs
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| Give 'em to me, give 'em now!
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| Shut it up you silly cow
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| How could you say i’d even think that, how?
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| These words are not my own
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| They only come when i’m alone
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| She is loved and she is welcome in my home
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| These words are not my own
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| They only come when i’m alone
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| She is loved and she is welcome in my home
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| She’s taken all my vitamins
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| Used up my lighter fuel
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| I’m sure she stole all of my pencil lead in school
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| Don’t flap i’ll give it back
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| But woman its not the lack of my possesions
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| That is making me feel cruel
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| These words are not my own
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| They only come when i’m alone
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| She is loved and she is welcome in my home
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| These words are not my own
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| They only come when i’m alone
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| She is loved and she is welcome in my home
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| And if she loves me
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| She’ll say that she loves me
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| Lies will shine in her eyes
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| And if she loves me
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| She’ll say that she loves me
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| Even lies will shine in her eyes
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| These words are not my own
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| They only come when i’m alone
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| She is loved and she is welcome in my home
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| These words are not my own
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| They only come when i’m alone
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| She is loved and she is welcome in my home
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| These words are not my own
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| They only come when i’m alone
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| She is loved and she is welcome in my home" |