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Night-time girl rocking in a chair,
Whiles her time away combing up her yellow hair.
Night-time girl rocking in a chair,
Looking in the mirror with a wide eyed stare.
Night-time girl, when she's eager for the city,
Dresses for the ball and she looks so young and pretty.
Night-time girl, when she's eager for the city,
Dresses for the ball and she looks so young and pretty.
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Night-time girl, there's a place they want to put ouy.
Night-time girl, they say you're insane.
Night-time girl, they tell me you're crazy,
Isn't that a crying shame.
Night-time girl, maybe all these changes
Are stages of what I'm hoping.
Hard luck girl, your peace of mind
Must seem a long time coming.
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Night-time girl rocking in a chair,
Whiles her time away combing up her yellow hair.
Night-time girl rocking in a chair,
Looking in the mirror with a wide eyed stare.
Chorus