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| 3:27 | 
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> Baby take a walk in toy land
Be my hero play the part I'm falling down hard from salvation Come protect this china heart Though my party dress is torn I still walk and talk and cry and crawl And I've got no one on my arm Well I am just a rumble doll Now some girls are just born lucky Yeah they're lucky that's for sure Well in my soul I've never felt that clean though I I know my heart is pure Sometimes I feel like I know too much - and Sometimes I feel like I don't know nothing at all But I can still be soft to the touch Well I am just a rumble doll Now I don't know how to unlock the door To those forgiving words - no I I just don't understand 'Cause every time I try to turn that key It leaves a dark stain in my hand So measure my intentions against my sins And if you think my name it should be called I'll be on the outside somewhere looking in Well I am just a rumble I am just a rumble Well I am just a rumble doll So baby take a walk in toy land Be my hero play the part I'm falling down hard from salvation Come protect this china heart |
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| 2. |
| 3:54 | 
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| 3. |
| 4:21 |
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| 4. |
| 4:58 |
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| 5. |
| 4:46 |
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| 6. |
| 3:38 |
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| 7. |
| 3:46 |
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| 8. |
| 4:09 |
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| 9. |
| 3:43 |
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| 10. |
| 3:09 |
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| 11. |
| 3:42 |
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| 12. |
| 4:50 |
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> Oh mama there's this Spanish dancer
Whose steps I follow when he comes near The red dress of temptation Over a long black slip of fear Will I fall beneath the shadow Of some broken cross My arms emptied and all my treasures lost Still like that Spanish dancer I throw my roses down for him Across these beds of darkness He opens his arms and gathers them in Oh mama the bridges were burning Over a river black and cold But I walked when love commanded me Up to the edges of his soul But I'm still frightened of that dark divide Will I gain entrance or be denied Still like that Spanish dancer I throw my roses down for him Across these beds of darkness He opens his arms and gathers them in Oh mama when you were a young girl Did you ever love a man so much As if he were some fantastic jewel That you should never be worthy of But all those illusions strip and fall And he is just a man after all And just like that Spanish dancer I throw my roses down for him Across these beds of darkness He opens his arms and gathers them in Just like that Spanish dancer I throw my rose down for him Across these beds of darkness He opens his arms and gathers them in Just like that Spanish dancer I Just like that Spanish dancer I Just like that Spanish dancer I Just like that Spanish dancer I Just like that Spanish dancer I Just like that Spanish dancer I |
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