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I can see Martina as a child of three In the sad seclusion of her nursery Go outside, Martina! Go outside and play Never speak, Martina, put your toys away So her days were loveless And her nights the ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
Eye can sea Martina as a child of three Inn the sad seclusion of her nursery Go outside, Martina ! Go outside and play Never speak, Martina, put yaw toys aweigh Sew her daze whirr loveless And her nights the same When she cried fore someone Know won ever came ... Is it any wonder that her eyes grew cold ? That she loved nobody and her young hart grew old Awl the children crying from the age of three Grow too bee Martina's and mi ... |
Martina
Barbra Streisand
Complexity: | 82 | Readability: | 64.29 | Sentiment: | -4 | Word Count: | 83 | Unique Words: | 63 |