I realize the way your eyes deceived me
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With tender looks that I mistook for love;
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So take away the flowers that you gave me.
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And send the kind that you remind me of.
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(Chorus)
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Paper roses, paper roses
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Oh, how real those roses seem to be.
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But they're only imitation,
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Like your imitation love for me.
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Your pretty lips look warm and so appealing,
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They seem to have the sweetness of a rose;
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But when you give a kiss there is no feeling,
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It's just a stiff and artificial pose.
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(Chorus)
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I thought that you would be a perfect lover,
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You seemed so full of sweetness at the start;
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But like a big red rose that's made of paper,
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There isn't any sweetness in your heart
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(Chorus)
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PAPER ROSES-ANITA BRYANT
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| Various Artists |
