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Jean Norma

meet Norma Jean Riley's gonna talk to me Everybody says fool, fool nothin' you can do Never gonna see her with the likes of you I say watch and see Norma Jean

stand: Marilyn lebt nicht mehr! Denn man sah dich nur als Superstar. Goodbye Norma Jean 1000 Kerzen leuchten nachts im Wind so wie jedes Jahr... Goodbye Norma Jean

Contract, contract Contract, contract of black halos Go, run your mouth Your open mouth, run your open mouth Close your open mouth, close your open mouth

One by one my friends are gettin' married One by one I watch them pass me by And man that played here comes away I rush outside and cry What a happy couple

Anita come closer stop crying and listen to me I guess it's too late now but somehow I must make you see What you thought was our world was only a dream

He doesn't know that I can't look him in the eyes Or that I can't speak or I'll start telling lies I hope he thinks that I'm just moody and quiet But

We walked on glass We walked on glass We walked on glass All day long With eyes rolled back With eyes rolled back With eyes rolled back It came with

My clothes are all ragged my goodwill coat's not the best And I'm walking on cardboard in my last dollar dress I looked in the closet for my wedding gown

I will speak careful formulations of defense, these wary methods Words with no echo, this is an unfair architecture And my fists surrender to my emotion