Always looking for love, she's beginning to think she is cursed. On the look she is judged, by the folks at work. All alone at night she's crying, silent tears filled with pride. One day, they'll know, she's got a heart of gold. And she sings, I want to know what love is, but it seems to come with so much pain. If no one wants to show me, it seems easier just to run away. When I'm gone, it's just a penny for my soul.
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