Carmen Jones
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This flower that you
threw my way

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Has been my friend
by night and day

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I saw it fade
and lose its bloom

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But still it kept
a sweet perfume

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In my cell, through
every darkened hour

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On my lonely eyes
lay this flower

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And so I'd sleep
the whole night through

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And dream of you
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And dream of you
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Then I'd wake up
with no one near me

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And talk for
the jail walls to hear me

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She ain't the best
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They all the same
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Like all the rest
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She's just a dame
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Then I told myself
I was ravin'

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There was just one thing
I was cravin'

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It wasn't food
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It wasn't dough,
I guess you know


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