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This girl is made of lipstick, Powder and paint,
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Sees the pictures of herself, every magazine on every shelf.
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This girl is Maid of Bond Street, hailing cabs,
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Lunches with executives, gleaming teeth, sipaparatives
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This girl is a lonely girl
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Takes the train from Banning Turn(?) to Oxford Turn(?)
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She reads the daily news but passengers
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Donʼt smile at her, oh no, donʼt smile at her.
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This girl is made of loneliness, a broken heart
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For the boy that she once knew doesnʼt want to know her anymore.
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And this girl is a lonely girl,
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Everything she wants is hers but she canʼt make it
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With the boy she really wants to be with
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All the time, to love all the time.
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This boy is made of envy, jealosy
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He doesnʼt have a limosine, really wants to be a star himself.
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And this girl, her world is made of flashlights and film
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Her cares are scratched on the cutting room floor
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And Maid of Bond Street, ride ʼround in chauffeured cars
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Maid of Bond Street, picture clothes, eyes of stars
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Maid of Bond Street, children have love affairs
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Maid of Bond Street, children have worldly cares.
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