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Her heart beats fast Out of sheer pain inside Her face is left bruised Just from speaking her mind She keeps the lights low Cuz the neighbors all know There's a husband next door Who's creating a widow His first name is Russel And his best friend's the bottle He's a middle class man With a hate for his father And her name is Marcy And she's such a darling She wears her black eyes Instead of fine jewelry But she still loves him La-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da La-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da A little girl stands on the outskirts of town She makes beautiful noise But sticks to her frown There's nothing around here That's worth fighting for She drinks till she's quiet And falls to the floor She's sorry she stands there And regrets her birth She's eager for love But lacking of worth The skies scream, "I hate you" And the clouds bleed of shame She sits there for hours Playing the same song again And no one listens La-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da La-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da La-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da La-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da La-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da La-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da La-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da La-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da-Di-Da