What's her name today?
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What's her name today?
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She could be anyone
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I might have known you'd leave her crying
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What's her name again?
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You should be ashamed
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How could you treat her so unspeakably?
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Or did you think she was a different girl?
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For as the radio played in the bedroom wall
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What was that name you called her?
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Was she the one who took away your pride and your reason?
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Oh why did you decide that you'd punish any girl you meet to try and
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make that feeling go away?
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What's her name today?
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What's her name today?
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Is her hair hanging down?
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Or maybe it's fixed with a ribbon
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Are her eyes still blue?
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Should she trust you?
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Because it's a lonely world
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She wants to believe for a while in all the things you say
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But as the radio played in the bedroom wall
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What was that name you called her?
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Isn't her smile reminiscent of someone else?
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Well, is it or isn't it?
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Oh why did you decide that you'd punish any girl you meet to try and
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make that feeling go away?
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What's her name today?
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Is she going to stay so you can ruin her?
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And soon she'll be twisted in chiffon
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Dress her like a doll
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String her like a pearl
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She hears peals of bells but it's hard to tell
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Now that she's hung up like a chandelier
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What's Her Name Today?
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| Burt Bacharach |
