You've had your fun Your money's gone Your only friend is the telephone Oh duchess, now you're one of us
You stay at home And light the lights It make you smile in the empty night Oh duchess, now you're one of us
Well she knows latinos, and she knows mexicans And she sits alone by the telephone but they won't call back again You count the bands, you cut your hair And someone saying you're a millionaire Oh duchess, now you're one of us
You've friends to see, a car to drive You go to bars but you're much too shy Oh duchess, now you're one of us
Well she knows latinos and she knows mexicans And she sits alone over thirteen stone And they won't come back again
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