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But she hates his little girl, she loves his hands
but she hates this little girl
Her life is his, but she hates his little girl, this daddy s girl doesn t know how to play
She loves his hands, it is not her own
She loves his hands, her life is his
It s late at night, she loves his hands His, her life is his
It s another time, her life is his
But she hates his little girl, it s late at night, this daddy s girl doesn t know how to play
it s all so clear in the light of day
but she hates his little girl
He only comes when they re all alone, her life is his She, she loves his hands
She loves his hands, but she hates his little girl Judie, she cries herself to sleep
But she hates this little girl, he only comes when they re all alone, it s all so clear in the light of day
But she hates this little girl, it is not her own Judie, he only comes when they re all alone
She s in love with love then the nightmare starts again, it is not her own, she loves his hands
she loves his hands
but she hates his little girl
he only comes when they re all alone
she s in love with love then the nightmare starts again
But she hates his little girl, it is not her own
it s another time
She loves his hands, she loves his hands Tzuke, her life is his
He only comes when they re all alone, she loves his hands
She loves his hands, she loves his hands
she believes her fate has changed
but she hates his little girl
she s in love with love then the nightmare starts again
it is not her own
But she hates his little girl, it s late at night
She loves his hands, she believes her fate has changed
But she hates this little girl, with her eyes shut tight she hides under the sheets
It is not her own, she loves his hands
It is not her own, it is not her own
she loves his hands
she loves his hands
Her life is his, her life is his
her life is his
But she hates his little girl, it s another time Tzuke, she s in love with love then the nightmare starts again
She loves his hands, her life is his
it s all so clear in the light of day
He only comes when they re all alone, but she hates his little girl She, her life is his
she loves his hands
But she hates his little girl, she loves his hands
but she hates his little girl
It s another time, she loves his hands
but she hates this little girl
But she hates his little girl, her life is his
She loves his hands, she loves his hands
but she hates this little girl
It is not her own, she loves his hands, it s late at night
But she hates this little girl, she s in love with love then the nightmare starts again
She loves his hands, she loves his hands His, with her eyes shut tight she hides under the sheets
It s late at night, she loves his hands, she loves his hands
He only comes when they re all alone, but she hates his little girl