Have you seen this face?
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Does it ring a bell?
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Does it strike a chord somewhere in your mind?
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And there's a big reward,
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If you help us solve this crime,
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And if you recognize this face, dial 999.
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Have you seen this face?
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Dig deep in your mind.
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Has anybody seen that little girl of mine?
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She was always a rover,
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But I'm afraid to say she's strayed
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Too far this time.
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Now I'm sitting at home, staring at the wall.
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Waiting for the missing person to call.
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Waiting for the message I'm dreading to hear.
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Waiting to confirm my darkest fears.
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She's a missing person, I wish I could see
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All of the places she might be.
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Maybe I stopped her from being free.
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Maybe there was something missing in me.
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Wherever she is, I hope she's doing fine,
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But I wish that she would phone or drop us a line.
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Till then I've got nothing to ease my mind,
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And I'm thinking about her all the time.
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Missing Persons
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| Ray Davies |
