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They may walk hand in hand
Like lovers through the market square
Selecting leather goods,
Pretending that they just don't care
They say all the boys are monsters
All the girls are whores
So when you lose the one you love
There's always plenty more
They may be in a club
All dressed up waiting to meet you
Or in some garret bleak
Despairing over what to do
All the girls are monsters
All the boys are whores
So when you lose the one you love
There's always plenty more.
They may walk hand in hand    Like lovers through the market square    Selecting leather goods,    Pretending that they just don't care    They say all the boys are monsters    All the girls are whores    So when you lose the one you love    There's always plenty more    They may be in a club    All dressed up waiting to meet you    Or in some garret bleak    Despairing over what to do    All the girls are monsters    All the boys are whores    So when you lose the one you love    There's always plenty more.