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The Tiger Lillies
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My Daughter
A cripple, a leper, a blind man, Homeless, brain-damaged, antique, The king of the beggars, he walks in the street, And these are the words that he speaks:
'My daughter, my daughter, Her we adore, She's earning good money, She's a hard-working whore.
No legs, no arms, we're blind, and can't speak, Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com We beg that your heart it grows weak.' The king of the beggars, he walks in the street, And these are the words that he speaks:
'My daughter, my daughter, Her we adore, She's earning good money, She's a hard-working whore; Well, we live and we work in the street...'
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