¨Ï Hazel O`Connor
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Did she wake up cold and alone
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Hoping someone might phone
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Did she crawl out of bed, scratch her head
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Look in the mirror and think she was dead
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Who will care? Who will care?
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Did she thrown on her clothes and
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Walk slowly to the door
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Go into town hoping to score
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Did she find her a man who said he'd give her all he can
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And when that's not enough then life starts to get tough
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Who will care? Who will care?
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Did she die in the cold
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Was she scared to be old
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Nobody knows where and old loner goes
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At the end of the line
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And on one grey day some children at play
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Saw her dead body, thought it was funny
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Oh look at that lady on the ground fast asleep
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Nobody knew her so nobody weeps
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Who will care? Who will care?
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Did she die in the cold
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Was she scared to be old
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Nobody knows where and old loner goes
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At the end of the line
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Did she? Did she? Who was she?
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Who Will Care
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| Hazel O'Connor |
