"Don't soil your pretty little shoes
The gutter's deep and red
Climb up climb up and ride along with me
the tumbrel driver said
But she never said a word
never turned her head
Don't soil your pretty little pants
I only go one way
Climb up climb up and ride along with me
There's no gold coach today
But she never said a word
never turned her head"
--marat/sade
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