| I have seen your body
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| And I have seen your beauty
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| They are separate things
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| Pretty, pretty, pretty things
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| But I am in a garden
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| Tending to my own
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| So what do I care
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| And what do you care if I grow?
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| Ooh, if I grow
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| Roses, roses, roses, roses, roses
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| (Roses, roses, roses, roses, roses)
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| Show no concern for colors of a violet
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| Lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus
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| (Lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus)
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| Hopes it won't spark envy in your irises
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| Think of all the wilted women
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| Who crane their necks to reach a window
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| Ripping all their petals off just 'cause
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| "He loves me now / he loves me not"
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| I myself was a wilted woman
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| Drowsy in a dark room
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| Forgot my roots, now watch me bloom
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| Roses, roses, roses, roses, roses
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| (Roses, roses, roses, roses, roses)
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| Show no concern for colors of a violet
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| Lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus
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| (Lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus)
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| Hopes it won't spark envy in your irises
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| Irises
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| And I will not compare
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| Other beauty to mine
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| And I will not become
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| A thorn in my own side
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| And I will not return
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| To where I once was
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| Well, I can break through the earth
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| Come up soft and wild
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| Roses, roses, roses, roses, roses
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| (Roses, roses, roses, roses, roses)
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| Show no concern for colors of a violet
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| Lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus
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| (Lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus)
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| Hopes it won't spark envy in your irises
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| (Roses, roses, roses, roses)
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| (Roses, roses, roses, roses)
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| (Roses, roses, roses, roses)
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| (Roses, roses, roses, roses, roses) |