As a child
You have a doll
You see this doll
Sitting in her chairYou watch her face
Her knees apart
Her eyes of glass
In a secretive stareShe seems to
She seems to
She seems to
Have a lifePick up a stick
Dig up a crack
Dirt in the street
Becomes a town
All of the people
Depend on you
Not to hurt them
Or bang the stick comes downAnd they seem to
They seem to
They seem to
Have a lifeAs a child
You see yourself
And wonder why
You can't seem to moveHand on the doorknob
Feel like a thing
One foot on the sidewalk
Too much to prove
And you learn to
You learn to
You learn to
Have a life
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