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On a quiet street, in a quiet shopA little marionette sits and she dreams"I want to be a real girl, without strings!"
In the quiet heart of a quiet wooden girlThere's an imaginary pulse, but it screams"I am so sick of this world which owns me!"
And she sings, "dadadadum, dadadadum"And she sings, "dadadadum, dadadadum"
Marionette, marionetteDance for us, dance for us!
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