This is the end of Wilhelmina
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She was a girl who took a chance
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She could have been a ballerina
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But she could never stand the pain
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This is the end of Wilhelmina
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Smoke and flames they found without a trace
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And though it was known she used a double
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Guess she was always born for trouble
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She promised, she promised me
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Alas she lived a life of forgery
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Oh if you would see her, she’s like a work of art
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Leaving only constant memory
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I never asked her to explain
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How she always won the game
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No magic I can find, no water into wine
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She had the lucky number nine
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She promised, she promised me
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She would always sing our lullaby
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Oh if you would hear her
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She would steal your heart
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And you’d still believe her,
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As the wind is blowing us apart
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I never asked her to explain
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How she always won the game
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No magic I can find, no water into wine
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She had the lucky number nine
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This is the end of Wilhelmina
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She was a girl who took a chance
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The End Of Wilhemina
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| Colin Hay |
