Since the soul of Carmen Miranda had captured the mind of man
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Dismissed with her generation for the price of a can-can
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Consigned to the sideshows of history, with the patronized orphans of film
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She seeded the bait and offered the faint hope of chance to innocent men
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In love with the trance of her dances
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And abandoned by them
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And abandoned by them
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She called in the boys
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She remembered their names, and the sorry condition they came in
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The dances were soiled, they spun and recoiled
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From the master tapdancer inside them, beside them
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The soul of Carmen Miranda had captured the mind of man
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Dismissed with her generation for the price of a can-can
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The soul of Carmen Miranda for the price of a can-can
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The soul of Carmen Miranda for the price of a can-can
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The Soul of Carmen Miranda
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| John Cale |
