Look at me with your puppy eyes
From inside your bell-jar with much surprise
Lie to the sailors to get them round
To give your frustration another ground
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Elaine - the good times took their leave
Elaine - now you're left to grieve
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Driving down your road to nowhere
You count the wirepoles until you get there
Arriving finally at a strange old motel
With bars on the windows say hi to your homecell
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Elaine ...
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When you reach what you've been searching
Or feel the need to be emerging
Just go inside and take it outside
There's plenty of help there when using it right
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Elaine ...
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You've got everything in you
Make your start and make this dream come true