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Girl's eyes, butterflies, how she cries, can't get through to you,
She knows all the charts, breaks her heart, thinks a lot of you,
Each time you play a melody, it means the earth to this little girl,
Can you be cruel and break her heart, tear her small world apart.
She's there, eyes aglow, very front row, don't throw sticks at her,
Please don't look her way, see her way, don't care anyway.
It's you who led her on, I see,
Just leave her down in her misery,
She don't want help from you and me,
Can't tell a note from a symphony.
It's you who led her on, I see,
Just leave her down in her misery,
She don't want help from you and me,
Can't tell a note from a symphony.
Girl's eyes, butterflies, how she cries, can't get through to you,
She knows all the charts, breaks her heart, thinks a lot of you,
Each time you play a melody, it means the earth to this little girl,
Can you be cruel and break her heart, tear her small world apart.
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- Live At Shea Stadium 1982
- Awaiting You At The Hotel
- Who’s Next Deluxe Edition
- Lowdown
- Tommy
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- Quadrophenia Soundtrack
- Thirty Years Of Maximum R&B
- The Who- The Greatest Hits & More [International Version...
- Then And Now
- The Who - Ultimate Collection
- Meaty, Beaty, Big And Bouncy
- Greatest Hits
- The Ultimate Collection
- Quadrophenia
- Quadrophenia (Remixed And Remastered Version)
- Tommy (Deluxe Edition - International Version)
- Singles Box
- 20th Century Masters: The Millennium Collection: Best Of...
- My Generation - The Very Best Of The Who