| Seen her rockin' the Rainbow Store
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| That pretty little doll that I’d seen before
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| Stayed too long with the borderline
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| My emotional landscape was strip-mined.
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| What’s left of my heart came out to cause a stir
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| She knew I was watchin' her
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| Lookin' like she’d love to give all things form
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| Started gettin' glad that I was born
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| She walked right up to me
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| Said, «What's it gonna be?»
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| At the Rainbow Store
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| She came over and she pulled my hair
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| Said, «Hey boy, whatcha doin' here?»
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| «Just shoppin' for my sister, it’s her birthday soon.»
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| She knew it wasn’t true but she was cool
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| Pushed my neck against the elevator door
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| Kissed me like I’d never been kissed before
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| Made a face so sweet and mean
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| I went down like a submarine
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| She walked right up to me
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| Said, «What's it gonna be?»
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| At the Rainbow Store
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| Went all the way down to the abyss
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| It felt like almost happiness
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| Never thought I’d find myself here
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| Without guilt, and without fear
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| I never knew it could be all right
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| I never knew bliss not to be finite
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| You never know despair or languishment
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| Once you live to complete this illusionment
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| She walked right up to me
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| Said, «What's it gonna be?»
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| At the Rainbow Store
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| She walked right up to me
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| Bam! |
| went my ennui
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| At the Rainbow Store |