Once i was a lady

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Once I was a lady, dressed in black and blue
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I used to walk the boulevard, cause that's what ladies do
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My nails were always polished, my secrets always hid
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I just did whatever it was that all the other ladies did

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At nighttime around my bedside I keep a million lights
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One for every soldier who fought the war and died
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For my husband is a landlord whose eyes are full of greed
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And his army full of young men whom he never even sees

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But now I am somebody else with golden books upon my shelves 
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and diamonds on my mind
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Strolling through the woods at night to find the little bits of light 
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Others leave behind

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Once I was a soldier in the army of some lord
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I have never even seen him, I just got paid to hold his sword
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I kept my armour shiny and I kept my secrets hid
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And whatever I was told to do, that is what I did

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When I think about it now it's hard for me to say
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Whether I had a choice in life to do the things my way
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Because by the time I heard about that lady's bedside state
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I had already gone far too far, it was already too late 

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But now I am somebody else with golden books upon my shelves 
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and diamonds on my mind
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Strolling through the woods at night to find the little bits of light 
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Others leave behind

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Once I was a student, I had to pick up my degree
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And I thought about the years gone by, the years that numbered three
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How things that had seemed important turned out to be a joke
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And things that had seemed natural had all gone up in smoke

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Earlier a crowd had come to see me win my prize
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I felt like I deserved it, it was justice in my eyes
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but the only thing that I could think was 'what am I gonna do?
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when all of this is over, when my days of hope are through?'

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But now I am somebody else with golden books upon my shelves 
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and diamonds on my mind
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Strolling through the woods at night to find the little bits of light 
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Others leave behind