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Girl with golden hair
Girl with golden hair
And golden stilettos up to the thigh
I love you
I miss you girl every day
In exile
I think of you when I am not there.
And golden stilettos up to the thigh
I love you
I miss you girl every day
In exile
I think of you when I am not there.
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