| Not too long ago, a century or so
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| Alice was a girl that everybody knew
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| Every man’s desire, the talk of the town
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| But look at her face and your face will frown
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| Her beauty is gone, she has become old
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| No more lovers left, she is all alone
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| Walking down the road by the harbour side
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| Normal faces turn getting drunk each night
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| Broken dreams — what has become of you?
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| Time passed by, you’ve lost your youth and grace
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| Broken dreams — what has become of you?
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| Your beauty is gone, it swept away
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| Look at the mirror, can’t be the truth
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| You look at yourself, you’re a cheat
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| But who are you cheating?
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| Can’t you see anyone but you?
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| It’s cold outside, rain is pouring down
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| All her dreams have gone, she has lost her grace
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| Nowhere left to go except port place
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| Where she meets her friend: liquid, tasty and brown
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| No more drinks are spent, no one left to chat
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| She never cared a lot about a broken heart
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| Now she seems to rot, her skin becomes a mess
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| She looks embarassing in her evening dress
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| Broken dreams — what has become of you?
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| Time passed by, you’ve lost your youth and grace
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| Broken dreams — what has become of you?
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| Your beauty is gone, it swept away
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| Look at the mirror, can’t be the truth
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| You look at yourself, you’re a cheat
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| But who are you cheating?
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| Can’t you see anyone but you? |
| 3x |