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She's back from Amsterdam
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And I think the journey did her well
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Her face has lost it's touch
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The tell tale signs of loneliness inside
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But I love her still
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And need her company still more
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Come down, come down once more
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And I think, the journey, did her well
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She says she fell in love
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With men who knew the way to treat a lady
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Her life has settled for the best of things
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That I couldn't give her
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And it's not her fault, she's not the one to blame
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Come down, come down, come down once more
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And I do believe the journey did her well
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Yes I do believe the journey did her well.
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Amsterdam
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John Cale |