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With everywhere she's goes 
and everyone she meets

they only seem to say one thing about her
"
Elle est très jolie"

They think she's wonderful
but they only see her skin.
They don't know what she's done,
they don't know where she's been.

She's grown an ugly arrogance to her
resulting from the heads she's turned.
But still they never stop saying
"
Ella es bonita," and "sie ist shörn"

She's ugly until the day she dies
until her heart beats it's last beat.

But still they never stop saying
"
She is very pretty"

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