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On her biggest wall, she hung Warhol
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And wishes she had never used
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The last magazine, in which she was seen
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Was sold to the self abused
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This lovely one holds an empty gun
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And swears it was done on a dare
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Her only fear, is that her career,
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Has been damaged beyond repair
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Down on Washington Square
The summer breeze, blows the shades off the window
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I sit here all alone
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Wondering when they will come
She reads every page of Vogue Magazine,
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Doesn't anybody understand she needs someone,
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Blown away in the loft, late at night into oblivion,
She found her bag of troubles and tricks