I know a gingerbread girl with diamonds for eyes and a necklace of pearls
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She's got a message for me she said I got to be free so stop following me
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I saw a petulant lip with a hint of surprise what a colourful trip
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I heard every word that she said as we sat on her bed we got drunker instead
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And when she opened up
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I saw a brimming cup
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I'm so glad that gingerbread girl's been bred right
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I know a gingerbread girl with her own pot of honey and a head with no curls
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She's got her own recipe and she showed it to me as she sat on my knee
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We cooked till our fingers were raw and when the oven was hot we opened the door
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And on the tray was revealed a wound that was healed a fate that was sealed
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And when she laughs with me
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I know the sky is free
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I'm so glad that gingerbread girl's been bred right
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If you meet gingerbread girl tell her I'm in a hurry and my head's in a whirl
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Is she as excited as me to be or not to be that's the prospect you see
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And when she does arrive
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Her face will touch the sky
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I'm so glad the gingerbread girl's been bred right
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Gingerbread Girl
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Hugh Cornwell |