Racine took a trip to Long Island
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She got so tired of Times Square
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Sometimes she'd look at herself in the mirror
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Sometimes she wouldn't even dare
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Racine always dreamed of Long Island
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Things always seemed so clean there
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She took a train out of Penn Station
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Blonde wig covered her day hair
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But as she saw her reflection in the black windowed train
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Sweat poured out and washed her makeup off like wet paint in the rain
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Racine sat in a bar on Long Island
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Not knowing anybody there
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Some boys like to have a good time
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Beat her in a parking lot and left her there
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But as Racine stood up in front of the great wall
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The K-Mart lights bled like her heart abandoned as that mall
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Racine
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