I wore the dress that you liked almost everyday
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Boxed up all my baby dolls and gave them away
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I wrote your name on the wall next to my bed
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Any day that I saw you at all was circled in red
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What they said was a man drifted over the line
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Drove you away and a little girl out of her mind
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And the rain fell down and washed off your face
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Washed you away, left carnations and stone in your place
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My first cigarette and my first pill
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My first cup of coffee and my first chill
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Now you'll never know my first kiss
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Somebody else will
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Cause you were the first one I saw
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Holding that still
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Mexican Boyfriend
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| Shivaree |
