All the powder and paint that hides her sweet face isn't her as she really should be She's distant and cold but under it all she's the same girl that used to love me All the booze drinking men she calles her friends Aren't the friends she used to bring home She's not what she's been called and under it all She's the same girl that I've always known She may dance too close too long and do some things that seem wrong Or seem hard and bad and that's what's so sad cause she's soft down under it all All the things that she says and the way she may dress Doesn't mean she's really gone bad She's not really at fault and under it all she's really quite homesick and sad She's not really at fault and under it all she's really quite homesick and sad
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