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Going out each day to score She was no whore But for me Celebrating every day The way She thought it should be
And i don't know what to do Now that pink has turned to blue
She was always by my side And never tried To leave Standing up for me And like a tree For what she believed
No more rope And too much dope She's lying on the bed Angels pacing Gently placing Roses 'round her head
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