Helen Reddy - The Happy Girls Lyrics
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The Happy Girls
The Happy Girls Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For The Happy Girls By Helen Reddy?
Sally met him in the war, back in 1944
He took her home to the states His buddies thought that she was great Subway sally's 51 Her man is gone, the dreams are done She rides by night the Brooklyn train Sleeps by day to hide the pain Lonely women of the world We're the happy girls Lonely heroes of the world Seek the happy girls Nancy saw him on the street His shoes were shined, his suit was neat She couldn't see his broken mind Behind the mask of being kind He sleeps inside the iron bars Nancy's smile can't hide the scars Her daughter's grown, there's no one home She cries all night, she's all alone Lonely women of the world We're the happy girls Lonely heroes of the world Seek the happy girls To tell the truth there's no end in sight Mr Lonely always calls at night Let's hold on tight until the morning light Terry's gonna meet him soon Today at school, maybe noon I hope for her it turns out right I know she's got a date tonight Had my ups, had my downs Truth was lost but truth was found This I've learned, the world still turns We all get bruised, we all get burned Lonely women of the world We're the happy girls Lonely heroes of the world Seek the happy girls Happy girls, happy girls, happy girls |
Who Wrote The Happy Girls By Helen Reddy?
Earle J. John Jr. Mankey, Helen Reddy, Kim Fowley, Rick Henn
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What's The Duration Of The The Happy Girls By Helen Reddy?The duration of The Happy Girls is 4:00 minutes and seconds. |
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