Walking down the streets of Temple Bar There was a girl with her lovely guitar She was alone staring at her coffee She got no home and felt so empty As I tried to peer into the gloom A bruise on her eye, a boy in her womb She’d seen
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Walking down the streets of Temple Bar There was a girl with her lovely guitar She was alone staring at her coffee She got no home and felt so empty As I tried to peer into the gloom A bruise on her eye, a boy in her womb She’d seen
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