Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrough you
She tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the ...
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Baby I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
But love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken ...
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