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Blonde 'beauty'

no pun no pun no pun
well he says that i have won
does he see my hair in the sun?
it defines who really has won

it's him it's him it's him
he's getting over the stretch i can't swim
and as the lights are getting dim
my hair sullenly needs a trim

He smiles he smiles he smiles
and stares at me all the while
but as i fall down to the tile
it becomes my hardest trial

i cry i cry i cry
because i know i've told a lie
and my life has passed me by
when i caught myself in his eye

I run i run i run
because he thinks that i have won
this hair so blonde in the sun
reflects the fact that i am done

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