| We grow old, our hearts are dim
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| But our minds are free, to fly where they will
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| Your beauty is faded, you’re a broken shell
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| It’s only the weak that fall for your spell
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| You can’t control me no more Cleopatra-patra-patra
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| You can’t control me no more Cleopatra-patra-patra
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| It’s time to move to the next life
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| You’ll be reborn as a beautiful child
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| You’ll turn the heads of a million men
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| Lady Pharaoh, the Jewel of the Nile
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| You can’t control me no more Cleopatra-patra-patra
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| You can’t control me no more Cleopatra-patra-patra
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| All the wine we tasted, all the love we made
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| All the strumming lyres will decorate your grave
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| All the ecstasy is gone, gone, gone away
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| Whoa…
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| Five, ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty-five, thirty, thirty-five, forty
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| You’re older, you’re colder
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| Five, ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty-five, thirty, thirty-five, forty
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| You’re older, you’re colder
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| You can’t control me no more Cleopatra-patra-patra
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| You can’t control me no more Cleopatra-patra-patra
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| You can’t control me no more Cleopatra-patra-patra
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| You can’t control me no more Cleopatra-patra-patra
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| Five, ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty-five, thirty, thirty-five, forty
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| You’re older, you’re colder
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| Five, ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty-five, thirty, thirty-five, forty
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| You’re older, you’re colder |