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Speranza
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You can bring Pearl, she's a darn nice girl but
DON'T BRING LULU
You can bring Rose with the turned-up nose but
DON'T BRING LULU
Lulu always wants to do
What the folks don't want her to.
When she struts her stuff around,
London bridge is falling down!
You can bring cake or a porterhouse steak, but
DON'T BRING LULU
Lulu gets blue and goes cuckoo
Like the clock upon the shelf.
She's the kind of smarty breaks up every party,
Hullabaloo loo,
DON'T BRING LULU
I'll bring her myself!
Five Foot Two Eyes Of Blue
Crazy Rhythm
I am a broken doll and you are the puppeteer
Take control for me and wipe away my fears
I don't claim to be perfect
I know I am damaged good
But I wanna be led out of darkness just like every lady would
Lick my wounds and watch them seal with your healing heart
Embrace my sadness, Look after me
Coz there is no one else I 'd ask
I am a broken doll and you are the puppeteer
Take control for me and wipe away my fears
Piece me all together, the broken eye and sweet
You thought my heart was made of wood but I can hear it beat
I am scared of shadows in the night
When you are not there by my side
Sick of nightmares in my sleep
When there is no place I can hide
See the beauty n the blood that drips down from my eyes
Hold the parts that were ripped out
That took me by surprise
I am a broken doll and you are the puppeteer
Take control for me and wipe away my fears
Piece me all together the broken eye and sweet
You thought my heart was made of wood but I can hear it beat
BOOM BOOM Here it goes BOOM BOOM
To the sound of the grand piano
I am dancing in your light
In the light in here
I am a broken doll and you are the puppeteer
Take control for me and wipe away my fears
Am broken doll and you are the puppeteer
Take control for me and wipe away my fears
Piece me all together the broken eye and sweet
You thought my heart was made of wood but I can hear it beat
Am a broken doll and you are the puppeteer
Take control for me and wipe away my fears
Piece me all together the broken eye and sweet
You thought my heart was made of wood but I can hear it beat
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