You’re just a hollow shell
With a broken heart
Now that you realize
What you’ve been through
You’ve gone from the one to the next
The next to the next
I don’t think I last
A week at sea
And I’ll be the last
To make my love true
you’re bound to stay
Just one look, and I’ll be the one you want
I’m still the same sweet sixteen
I’ll be the one you want
I’m still the one you want
But She’s got away with a funny guy
Oh, what an expansive land that I now know.
Thank you.
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