It had taken her a long time
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Suddenly back on its own
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To sit, friendless & alone
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She is friendless and alone
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I'm a vixen on its own
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The triple gang & the throng
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Did not feel helpless or alone
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The vixen got no friends
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She needs a poison pen
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Even in Switzerland
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The people cry "vixen"
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Silver cross, all alone
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The bird had flown
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With their omen they'll fly
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Had flown, silver cross
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All alone
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(So millions were broken hearted)
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All alone, with no home
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It's all alone
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And some night, wind moves the leaves
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They pick themselves up & run
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Perhaps all that night possessed no way of telling time
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It had taken her a long time
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Suddenly back on its own
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To sit, friendless & alone
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She is friendless and alone
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A man's trust, [appalling/a pole in] debt
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To sit friendless and alone
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With no home, with no home
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Vixen's got no home
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She is friendless and alone
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A long time on its own
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It shone around her
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Triple gang
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VIXEN
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The Fall |