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She
She’s walking out the door, our little beauty queen.
She’s acting, and she needs her scene.
Drunk again, her eyes are closed, she’s already gone.
No friends, no help, from anyone.
Big time loosing, big time confusing,
She’s completely incomplete.
From head to feet, from head to feet.
She is everybody’s darling,
the cute little darling,
but she’s on her own.
Nobody is calling, when she’s falling, down in a hole.
Another day, another night is going by.
She’s happy, and she’s so high.
No more words, everthing’s been said.
That’s her fame, she’s having rum and cocaine.
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