Beauty queen of only 18She had some trouble with herselfHe was always there to help herShe always belonged to someone else I drove for miles and miles and wound up at your doorI've had you so many times but somehow, I want more I don't mind spending every dayOut on your corner in the pouring rainLook for the girl with the broken smileAnd ask her if she wants to stay a while And she will be loved..
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She will be Loved