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Alice wakesIt is morningShe is yawningAs she walks about the roomHer hair falls down her breastShe is naked and it is JuneStanding at the windowI wonder if she knows that I can seeWatching Alice rise year after yearUp in her palace, she's captive thereAlice's bodyIs golden brownHer hair hangs downAs she stoops to conquer meFirst she pulls her stocking onAnd then the church bell chimesAlice climbes into her uniformThe zippers on the sideWatching Alice dressing in her roomIt's so depressing, it's cruelWatching Alice dressing in her roomIt's so depressing, it's true
Alice wakesIt is morningShe is yawningAs she walks about the roomHer hair falls down her breastShe is naked and it is JuneStanding at the windowI wonder if she knows that I can seeWatching Alice rise year after yearUp in her palace, she's captive thereAlice's bodyIs golden brownHer hair hangs downAs she stoops to conquer meFirst she pulls her stocking onAnd then the church bell chimesAlice climbes into her uniformThe zippers on the sideWatching Alice dressing in her roomIt's so depressing, it's cruelWatching Alice dressing in her roomIt's so depressing, it's true