I fell in love with a wind-up souvenir
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I bought it downtown as I was on my way to meet you
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She sounds the like the songs you used to sing to put me to sleep
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Now that you're gone, she's all that I've left to hold
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And I feel so all alone
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No one's gonna fix me when I'm broke
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How do you cry with inanimate eyes?
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You're never gonna smile with the way that you are
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And I feel so all alone
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I can't be you
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I thought you might appreciate
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The way that she dances
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The painted look upon her face
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She must have come from the sun
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I want to take her through the park
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Where she'd tell me I'm all that she wants
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If she could even talk
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I feel so all alone
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No one's gonna fix me when I'm broke
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How do you cry with inanimate eyes?
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You're never gonna smile with the way that you are
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And I feel so all alone
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I feel so all alone
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And she seems...my shell
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It makes me think of you
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The way she carries the things that remind me of who
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We used to be before we became antiques
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She's a lot like you
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But when I hold her too tight, I know she'll break
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She just takes some glue to stay
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I feel so all alone
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No one's gonna fix me when I'm broke
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How do you cry with inanimate eyes?
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You're never gonna smile with the way that you are
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And I feel so all alone
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I feel so all alone
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I feel so all alone
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All Alone
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Fun. |