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that i still look the same, love
think me into any shape, your twisted mind has no escape
but don't be ashamed, love, it's just a game, love
you can learn how to play
born like you were in a terrible mess,
didn't know what it was to have a new dress
you just wanted to scream my name
till somebody said,'let me take you to bed'
and with money and lies, they filled your head
you were barely thirteen, a child from the villages
so fresh on the scene.