(John Phillips)
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Snowqueen of Texas
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Left Paris in a cloud of smoke.
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They say that she may be beaten,
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But I know that she's not broke.
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She's living in a cool green farmhouse;
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If you go to Houston,
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Be quiet as a mouse.
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Met a man in Beirut
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Having her name tattooed on his arm.
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(Ooh, a Deborah forever)
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Boots of Spanish leather, I never meant you any harm.
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I'm on my knees, your majesty;
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Snowqueen, save a cold kiss of me.
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I'm on my knees your majesty.
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Snowqueen of Texas
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Left Paris in a cloud of smoke.
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They say that she may be beaten,
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But I know that she's not broke.
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She's living in a cool green farmhouse;
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If you go to Houston,
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Be quiet as a mouse.
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She's mending a fairy tale -
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Reading her heart.
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(Ooh, a Deborah forever)
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That's a good motto
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For some junkman's cart.
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I'm on my knees, your majesty;
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Snowqueen, save a cold kiss of me.
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(I'm on my knees your majesty)
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I'm on my knees your majesty.
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(I'm on my knees your majesty.)
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I'm on my knees your majesty.
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(I'm on my knees your majesty.)
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Snowqueen...
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Save a cold kiss for me.
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Snowqueen Of Texas
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| The Mamas & The Papas |
