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Tekster: The Smiths. Rank (Live). What She Said.

What she said, "How come
Someone hasn't noticed that I'm dead
And decided to bury me?
God knows, I'm ready"

What she said was sad
But then, all the rejection she's had
To pretend to be happy
Could only be idiocy

What she said was not for the job
Or lover that she never had
No, no, no, no, no

What she read, all heady books
She'd sit and prophesies
It took a tattooed boy from Birkenhead
To really, really open her eyes

What she read, all heady books
She'd sit and prophesies
It took a tattooed boy from Birkenhead
To really, really open her eyes

What she said, "I smoke
Because I'm hoping for an early death
And I need to cling to something"

What she said, "I smoke
Because I'm hoping for an early death
And I need to cling to something"
No, no, no, no, no