The party is over again
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I'll give you some vodka juice
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and then I'll calculate your new losses
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Paint your smile, even if it's not yours
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What do you care before you laugh at me?
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Cinderella parties having breakfast in a bathrobe
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And he doesn't want to dance according to Dad
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You know which way you don't, heaven won't miss you
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You know that a miracle can happen
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Ashes and peas,
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and games that can't be won
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than with large losses
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Ashes and peas,
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who knows,
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who will you go to bed with, Cinderella?
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The pigeons flew away, take it yourself
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take it yourself
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You live in dormitories
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Everyone loves you
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Except who you miss the most now
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The one you're running from
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Because you blame him for liking you a little too much
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You're a local Cinderella, you're playing big
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You try a new shoe every night
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Before you wake up, midnight is watery
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The carriage had long since disappeared into the darkness
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Ashes and peas,
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and games that can't be won
|
than with large losses
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Ashes and peas,
|
who knows,
|
who will you go to bed with, Cinderella?
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The pigeons flew away, take it yourself
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take it yourself
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You live in dormitories
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The trains were already on
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And the city swallows children's shadows
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Snow falls under the windows
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And the people on the streets are so empty that he wants to shout
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You're a divano diva, you're sitting in the bathtub
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and you laugh from under the black spleen
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You know which way you don't, heaven won't miss you
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So why are you so insecure
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Ashes and peas,
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and games that can't be won
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than with large losses
|
Ashes and peas,
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who knows,
|
who will you go to bed with, Cinderella?
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The pigeons flew away, take it yourself
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take it yourself
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take it yourself |