No one told me about her
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The way she lied
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Well, no one told me about her
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How many people cried
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Well, it’s too late to say you’re sorry
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How would I know, why should I care
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Please don’t bother trying to find her
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She’s not there...oh oh oh
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Nobody told me about her
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What could I do
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Well, nobody told me about her
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Though they all knew
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Well, it’s too late to say you’re sorry
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How would I know, why should I care
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Please don’t bother trying to find her
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She’s not there....
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Well, let me tell you about the way she looked
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The way she acted, the color of her hair
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Her voice is soft and cool
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Her eyes are clear and bright
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But she’s not there...
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Well, it’s too late to say you’re sorry
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How would I know, why should I care
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Please don’t bother trying to find her
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She’s not there....
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Well, let me tell you about the way she looked
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The way she acted, the color of her hair
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Her voice is soft and cool
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Her eyes are clear and bright
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But she’s not there...
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She`s Not There
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| Santana |
