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What have they done to my sweet Rosalie?What have they done to my sweet Rosalie?No one can love herHalf as much as meWhat have they done to my sweet Rosalie?I fetched her out of a tree with a caneI fetched her out of a tree with a caneThen combed out the hornetsAnd covered her stainsWhat have they done to my sweet Rosalie?What have they done to my sweet Rosalie?What have they done to my sweet Rosalie?No one can love herHalf as much as me What have they done to my sweet Rosalie?Love is a white roomThat cures every illThe thicker the heartThe stronger the pillWhat have they done to my sweet Rosalie?I'm mad about herAnd she's crazy for meWhat have they done to my sweet Rosalie?SongtexteMen in long coats came with scissors and soapMen in long coats came with scissors and soapThen dragged her away by a mule and a ropeWhat have they done to my sweet Rosalie?She kissed me once through the wood of her cageShe kissed me once through the wood of her cage Then left a piece of her tooth in my legWhat have they done to my sweet Rosalie?What have they done to my sweet Rosalie?What have they done to my sweet Rosalie?No one can love herHalf as much as meWhat have they done to my sweet Rosalie?Love is a white roomThat cures ever illThe thicker the heartThe stronger the pillWhat have they done to my sweet Rosalie?I'm mad about herAnd she's crazy for meThey say she strangled Black Dougherty's catThey say she strangled Black Dougherty's catBut her calico bonnet looked nothing like thatWhat have they done to my sweet Rosalie?And more that she bludgeoned her pa in his bedAnd more that she bludgeoned her pa in his bedBut that could have been anyone wearing his headWhat have they done to my sweet Rosalie?What have they done to my sweet Rosalie?What have they done to my sweet Rosalie?No one can love herHalf as much as meWhat have they done to my sweet Rosalie?Love is a white roomThat cures every illThe thicker the heartThe stronger the pillWhat have they done to my sweet Rosalie?I'm mad about herAnd she's crazy for meThe old virgins fingered and cried she was lostThe old virgins fingered and cried she was lostBut who wouldn't moan if they played with a cross?What have they done to my sweet Rosalie?Counselor promised her tweed alibisCounselor promised her tweed alibisBut showed up to court late in a sack full of fliesWhat have they done to my sweet Rosalie? What have they done to my sweet Rosalie?What have they done to my sweet Rosalie?No one can love herHalf as much as meWhat have they done to my sweet Rosalie?Love is a white roomThat cures every illThe thicker the heartThe stronger the pillWhat have they done to my sweet Rosalie?I'm mad about herAnd she's crazy for meThey lost her in jailAnd my guts hit the floorThey lost her in jailAnd my guts hit the floorAll the guards dead asleepWith their heads in the doorWhat have they done to my sweet Rosalie?I cooked a partridge to mark her returnI cooked a partridge to mark her returnI pushed in her chairBrushed the bugs from her waistUnbuckled the strapsJust to gaze at her faceThen blew on her spoonAnd offered a tasteI napkin-ed her chinAs she drooled bone and pasteHow sweetly she pushed my cheek into the vaseThen snatched up the knifeAnd 'round the table we chasedShe giggled and jabbedAs wine sprayed on the lace'Til my heart gave in after giving the raceShe settled herself on my lap and screamed graceI'm mad about herAnd she's crazy for meWhat have they done to my sweet Rosalie?What have they done to my sweet Rosalie?What have they done to my sweet Rosalie?No one can love herHalf as much as meWhat have they done to my sweet Rosalie? Aus Songtexte Mania