This is a story about a girl named Lisa
Early morning, She wakes up
Knock, knock, knock on the door
It's time for makeup, perfect smile
It's you we're all waiting for
We go...
Isn't she lovely, this södermalm girl
And we say...
She's so Lucky, she's a star
And she smiles smiles smiles showing of her braces
Thinking, there is nothing missing in my life
And why cant I cry like everyone else?
Lost in an image, in a dream
But there's no one there to wake her up
And the world is singing and she keeps on spinning
But tell me, what happens when it stops?
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