These hand me downs I am wearing
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Are worn at the knees, color faded...yeah
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All the little children are laughing.
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I'm trying to find a reason to keep from cryin'...yeah
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I'm just a little girl,
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I'm Rageddy Ann
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Making Believe I'm happy, hey...Rageddy Ann
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Falling apart at the seams.
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The tears that I covered with patches
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Red yellow paterns left in old matches, yeah
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Where I have them sewn with black stiches
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are made exposed to be soiled and tattered, hey.
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I'm just a little girl
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I'm Rageddy Ann
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Making believe I'm happy, hey...Rageddy Ann
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Falling apart at the seams...
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So when did I get so broken?
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I wouldn't notice...
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Everything just breaks away from me.
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Hey! When did I get so broken?
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I wouldn't notice...
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Everything important leaving me.
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Falling apart at the seams.
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All the busy people keep walking away
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Cause they can't see me...anything...yeah.
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Everyday it gets a little harder to believe in magic people, yeah.
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I'm just a little girl
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I'm Rageddy Ann
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Making believe I'm happy, yeah...Rageddy Ann.
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Falling apart at the seams.
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Raggedy Ann
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| Mindy Smith |
