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Downtown Eyes down The secrets on the city bus Don’t tell She sees Bodies She’ll never have another one Oh well Does it show Her smile on a silver plate When it’s over Her mind is still a safer place Come home Unknown The pages in the magazine Still shine Oh yes Black dress She pours herself a different drink Each night And she goes Places everybody knows Can you find her Hiding in the afterglow Wear a pretty little smile Make believe Dolls are fun for just a while Set her free She might be the one she really needs